Be Careful What You Dream For

Although my last four posts, seem to be examples of what might be called 'compulsive disclosure disorder', rest assured that was not the driving force behind them.

I have named this blog Yet Another Learning Experience. In one respect, that reflects one of my father's favourite expressions: “I don't have problems, I have experiences.”

It also reflects the value that I place on experience as learning potential.

My personal experience has consistently been that our own experiences...as well as the experiences of others...is the absolute best source of learning. An individual's collection of experiences is his or her story.

My intention writing the past four blog posts was to start to tell the story of my Costa Rica experience.

Hopefully, this will help me...and anyone else who is interested...make sense of my experience past, present and yet to come.

Happy Talk

At this point, I am reminded of the song Happy Talk most notably sung by Bloody Mary the character in the musical production South Pacific. The lyrics include

“...You've got to have a dream

If you don't have a dream

How you gonna have a dream come true?”

Funny thing about dreams...they really do seem to have a way of coming true.

On the other hand, if you don't have a dream, you might become subject to the outcome of someone else's dream. That's not always a good thing.

Puzzle Pieces Coming Together

Although I am not sure when or how I became aware of this phenomenon, it seems to me that whenever we are facing decisions, all around us are signs that point to the best and right answers for us.

Unfortunately, not every one is aware of these signs, let alone how helpful they can be.

Perhaps we have become so conditioned by the scientific method that each and every problem or decision must be analyzed into submission.

Or it may be that we are so totally engrossed in our own daily affairs and activities that we are totally oblivious to what is around us.

We become so totally focused on our own little tree or bush that we don't see the neighbouring trees, let alone the entire forest and what lies beyond it.

At this point, the signs around me seem to be nurturing my dream of living and working somewhere else.

No, I'm not talking about a religious calling or anything like that.

It's more like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle coming together to offer another image...or vision if you prefer... of my dream.

Subjectively, my plan to go to Costa Rica feels as good as it does right.

And given the events that I described in my previous four posts, objectively the plan also makes sense.

If there is a message here, it's to be careful what you dream for...you might just get it.