Dust to Dreams

Today on my walk with the most joyful beings on the planet--Sebastian and Josephine, I noticed 3 different Harleys. All 3 of them had been packed away collecting dust. One was shoved in a cluttered corner of a garage with clutter stacked on top of it. Another was on the side of a shed, looking dirty and dead.

It occurs to me that a Harley is a sign of freedom and pleasure. The people who drive Harleys are Bold and Confident and their spirits soar through life risking all of it for the pleasure of BEING on the HARLEY. They live with freedom in their hearts and let it all hang out there on that motorcycle. I wonder how many of us have stored our dreams away like those Harley's? How many of us have stopped dreaming, abandoned our dreams because the fear of risking loss is too great?

Are you letting your dreams collect dust, lose their power, and die in a corner of the garage of your mind? It takes guts to leave the ruts. If you have stored away your Harley, go through the discomfort of getting it going again. It won't be easy, there will be lots of work before you get it running again.

LOVE YOURSELF INTO LIFE INSTEAD OF STARVING YOURSELF INTO DEATH!