Crepúsculo – Stephenie Meyer (Photo credit: ♥ Xanda ♥)

Many know that the whole Twilight Series began as a dream by the author, Stephenie Meyer, the conversation had between Bella and Edward in the meadow where he confesses he both loves her and wants to devour her. A dream converted to a book series seems almost too amazing, especially since we forget our dreams so readily, losing 90% of them five minutes after awakening. But Ms. Meyer didn’t. As she has related she pursued the characters from her dream throughout that day, starting writing that night after her children went to bed, and within three months had completed her novel. Within two years she was published.  Ah, “the stuff that dreams are made of.” Perhaps someday I will be lucky enough to have The Call published, but it will be a very different dream and profoundly longer timeframe!

When I reflect on dreaming I have to start with when I met my husband. To say our courtship was exceptional is an understatement.  Someday I will say more about the hours we spent matching up a vision for our future, but for now I will just tell you that at that time the Man of La Mancha was on Broadway, and the song that inspired us for the direction we wanted to take together was “To Dream the Impossible Dream.” All these years later it still seems to capture the life we have lived, one long reach for the stars, a quest to serve and make meaning out of our lives.  Link if you’d like to:   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AijRBQf-ato It was one of ‘our songs.’

My novel is actually still a quest, one to leave a different kind of meaning for the family that comes after us.  It is populated by some of the members in our family,  one or two of the most fascinating people from Polish history, and a few of the most captivating ‘creatures’ from folklore. It is the dream that I got written, it will be a goal achieved if I get it published.

What are the dreams you are seeking?  How committed are you to them?  It is so easy to let life carry us down the stream more focused on the rowing than the dreaming.  I don’t know about you, but I want my dreams in that 10% that are remembered!  So I beat on merrily against the ceaseless current…how about you?  Dream along with me? Perhaps the stars do await.