I often wonder what my hopes and dreams are. Like, my true hopes and dreams, the ones I will actually do something about. I’ve journaled and blogged about this before. I think about it frequently. What do I want out of life?
Yesterday, I landed on something that felt true. I thought, what do I want, deep down, that I can start realizing today? And what I want is to do a good job at my job, to save more money than we spend so we can retire early, and to have a low-stress, low-maintenance life: I want balance between a rewarding work-life and time to hang out with my family, paddleboard, read, blog, soak up sunshine.
I always think dreams have to be some big future aspiration, like Be a Writer or Be an Editor, or move to Costa Rica to surf. And those are fun to think about. But they’re not passionate dreams that I plan to make changes in my life today, right now, to realize.
Those dreams are too far away or require that I sacrifice the things I mentioned above. I’m not even sure I want them. I get to write and edit in the job I have, and now that travel is starting to become a possibility again, we can get to the ocean on weekends and vacations until the day that we can move closer to the beach. I’ve got lots of stuff I want to do before I die, but those things are future plans, not necessarily deep, identity aspirations.
My right now, today dreams are more boring than those big change-my-life dreams, and I think that’s why I always think they don’t count. They seem like they’re not enough. But they’re what I want, and they’re simple, and they’re achievable: do a good job at my job, save money to retire early, and live a low-stress, low-maintenance life. I can make those come true right now.
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I often wonder if the idea of achieving something big is one that we’ve simply internalised by looking at social media or reading books about finding your purpose. Greatness equates to doing something very grand or making a lot of money, neither of which is likely for most of us. As I get older, I realise that I’m never going to be famous, but I can be contented. I can also be a good friend, parent, human being.
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