It was the American Poet and Writer Carl Sandburg (1878-1967) who penned those famous words, which serve well as good title for this post. True indeed. Success begins in dreams.
As 2007 draws to an end, and another new year beckons, it is the time of each year that I take an inventory of what I have done or accomplished for the year. Big or small, written or not, I come up with a 3-column list to make my own appraisal. The first column would include my dreams and goals, both short term and long term. The second is labeled as action items. And the third –Accomplished (?). Yeah, with the question mark. Because I simply want to put there after each item –a cross and a check.
This year, I must admit, I pared poorly. It is not that I failed to plan. Planning is second nature to me, especially in my kind of work. Besides, it is a shame to teach business planning and I don’t put them into action. Sorry, I digress. What I realized here is, I failed to tie up my action plans with the things that I really desired to accomplish in the long run. I was so caught up with a lot of bright ideas to put on the roll this year that I neglected the things that really matter to me most –my dreams.
Every success, every accomplishment, and every goal met is begotten from a dream, without which we cannot move on. My fave black poet, Langston Hughes (1902-1967), reminded (or rebuked me rather) me in his poem entitled ‘Dreams’:
As 2007 draws to an end, and another new year beckons, it is the time of each year that I take an inventory of what I have done or accomplished for the year. Big or small, written or not, I come up with a 3-column list to make my own appraisal. The first column would include my dreams and goals, both short term and long term. The second is labeled as action items. And the third –Accomplished (?). Yeah, with the question mark. Because I simply want to put there after each item –a cross and a check.
This year, I must admit, I pared poorly. It is not that I failed to plan. Planning is second nature to me, especially in my kind of work. Besides, it is a shame to teach business planning and I don’t put them into action. Sorry, I digress. What I realized here is, I failed to tie up my action plans with the things that I really desired to accomplish in the long run. I was so caught up with a lot of bright ideas to put on the roll this year that I neglected the things that really matter to me most –my dreams.
Every success, every accomplishment, and every goal met is begotten from a dream, without which we cannot move on. My fave black poet, Langston Hughes (1902-1967), reminded (or rebuked me rather) me in his poem entitled ‘Dreams’:
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
Aw. Sorry about that. I will be adding soon.
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