A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world. – Oscar Wilde
Have you ever felt this way? Like you could see the path before anyone else was even willing to consider it?
I woke one morning with an image in my mind of a boa constrictor wrapped tenaciously around a dream. The message was to hold tight, keep fighting the good fight; in spite of all the forks in the road, to let each path lead to the one destiny…the complete utilization of my skills for those who need hope.
I’m in. Are you?
What else can be worth our one short life?