Monday, March 9, 2009

on the construction of castles in the sky

I just love the whole aspect of goals; I love thinking them up, scribbling them on scraps of papers or in books when sudden inspiration hits, making myriads of lists of them on lined paper and then getting out another piece of paper and writing them all down in neat scribe under categories such as "Fall 2010" or "This Summer." They enrapt and thrill my heart. Goals are these pies-in-the-sky, those future can-be's and what-if's that are solely dependant on me and my workings for their success or failure. They are constant and they are ever-growing. They provide glimpses of the person I aspire to become, the things I desire to fulfill. In life, there are a multitude of things that I have no control over, like the weather or the way Donald Trump will style his comb over, but I do have authority over my dreams and, ultimately, over their consummation.

Elder Wirthlin, that sweet apostle of the Lord, gave an inspirational talk in the April 2007 General Conference in regards to goals: "I urge you to examine your life. Determine where you are and what you need to do to be the kind of person you want to be. Create inspiring, noble, and righteous goals that fire your imagination and create excitement in your heart. And then keep your eye on them. Work consistently towards achieving them."

Dreaming up dreams and goals provide real reasons to live and are motivation to ASPIRE. Sure, we may fail, but oh, we may succeed tremendously as well. If there were no dreams, no faith in the future, no hopes for tomorrow, then human life would be empty and thrill-less!
Consider this poem by Longfellow:

Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

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