It is 5 degrees outside. It is a cold day in the neighborhood. Along with being cold, it is a new day. A fact that is lost on us at times. The old saying that this is the first day of the rest of your life is true. Life is a bit like a book with its chapters and the chapters have pages…a new day is the next page. The New Day allows beginning again. 

Last night, I had a strange dream where I needed to arise from a sitting position and go somewhere quickly. I had been asked to play music on a piano and everyone was waiting for me to begin…when the fact was that I did not know how to play the piano. So as I endeavoured to rise over and over I found that my body felt anchored by bricks. My friends Margo and Jeff asked me to perform my pianist proclivities, and it was important for me to do well…only I knew nothing about the piano other than I enjoy hearing a pianist play. When I awoke from having fallen asleep in a sitting position…I understood my dilemma. 

Anchored by bricks is a common feeling for us humans as we strive to begin our New Day. We see the vision of us in our New Day but our feet just will not move. As I awoke from my Anchored Dream I took several minutes to totally determine that all that I had experienced was indeed a dream. The Dream Struggle to stand was palpable. 

So we want to do new things and fulfill old dreams. I wanted to write since I was a child…but have only seriously been at it for the last 12 years. Photography is a passion of mine however once again it has only been an amateur hobby/vocation for the last few years. 

See we needs that we know that we have some abilities to help…yet the bricks around our feet will not allow us to proceed. We are anchored by our perceived insufficiencies and roadblocks in our mind that we have placed there in order to continue to sleep peacefully. The Melatonin of our continued sitting while life and needs to be filled pass us by…