dreamer of dreams

I may have written about this a long time ago, but, each time I come across this type of subject it really helps get me going again...

...he measured his life not by the length of the day or coming of the seasons, but by the death of his dreams. Once in his life he was a dreamer of dreams and inspired by creation, excited by possibility...

I read recently that "We all begin as artists", we draw, paint, sing at the top of lungs when we are small, that is until someone tells us we are not good enough.

How I long to remain a dreamer of dreams my entire life. Why do we give up dreams? Just because we become a realist and figure out it just might not work out? Forget it, go for it, as long as it's not something that abandons responsibility in the areas of care you provide for family, or is a sinful thing - keep dreaming!

I usually don't dream big enough, but I definitely have dreams that I refuse to give up - no matter how old I get! How about you