I have lots of dreams tucked away in the deepest corners of my imagination. Traveling to Africa, becoming fluent in Spanish, owning a car that actually has cruise control…the list goes on. But if I had to choose just one? That’s easy.
I dream of being an author.
Daydreaming about making New York Times bestsellers list is one of my favorite fantasies. There would be a grandiose book tour! I’d bring Jolie! Wear a ridiculously extravagant dress! Sign my autograph with a fountain pen while eating cheese snacks with interesting people! Maybe I’ll even be fluent in Spanish and arrive in a cruise-control powered car by then! I mean…dare to dream, right?
All jokes aside, penning a book has been a dream of mine since finishing my first short story at the age of six. Writing is my passion and I know one day, my book will become a reality…even if there isn’t an extravagant dress or cheese snacks involved. I’m fortunate to live in a world where I’m able to become an author. I’m free to express myself creatively. I have leisure time that I can devote to writing and researching how to craft my book proposal. (Although let’s be honest…that leisure time is usually spent watching Netflix. Or eating cheese snacks
with interesting people alone.)
Point? If I’m willing to put in the time, achieving the dream is relatively easy.
But for many, realizing a dream isn’t so simple.
I want to show you someone.
To be completely honest, I don’t remember his name. But his dream? His dream is something I’ll never forget.
I met this young man on a trip to Ecuador with World Vision last spring. He dreamed of becoming an artist. No easy task in a poverty-stricken community where adversity is the norm. Yet that didn’t deter him. When his father’s heart condition rendered him unable to work, this boy turned to his art–his dream–to provide for his family.
Two years later, he runs a successful hand-painted pottery business out of his home. This photo was taken in front of a kiln he was able to purchase with profits from his art paired with a loan provided by World Vision. He followed his dream and is now able to support his family as a result. His father can afford his medication. His sisters, both of whom are sponsored through World Vision, are thriving in school. His mother beams with pride as she shows us the beautifully glazed vases that lined the walls of his makeshift pottery studio.
But it gets even better. This incredible young man is also using his artistry to help fund his next big dream — attending law school.
It wasn’t easy, but he did it anyway. In spite of all that was stacked against him, this young man’s dream was transformed into reality.
I’m a designer by day, a writer by night. I grew up as a singer, dancer and actress. I majored in art and no matter how many times I try, can’t complete a math equation for the life of me. I’m a creative soul. I’m also healthy, provided for, and quite privileged in comparison to the rest of the world. The result? I’m able to express my creative side frequently and with ease.
But it isn’t so easy for everyone. Creativity and self-expression can all too often seem an unnecessary luxury when there’s no food on the table, no money for medicine, or no time for education. Yes, I dream of becoming an author. But I also dream that every individual on this planet — no matter how difficult it may be — can discover a way tap into their creative spirit.
I dream that art, music, writing, and expression can bring a deep sense of joy to those in need. That through artistry they might find hope, self-worth and a brighter future. And I wish that my own dream–my writing–might somehow, in a very small way, help all of this happen.
This post is my contribution to World Vision #Dreamshare. I encourage you to join me by sharing your dream and reading dreams from around the world. Want more #Dreamshare blog posts? Check them out here. (And join the Linkup! You know you want to!)