One of my favorite movies as a young teen was ROOKIE OF THE YEAR.
A kid breaks his arm, somehow develops a 100-mile-an-hour fastball, and gets a job pitching in the major leagues. Freak accident=dream come true.
I owned that fantasy. No more playing second base in my girl's softball league--I could be the first female pitcher in the major leagues! All the glory (meaning--hot baseball players, endorsements ads, crazy salary and HOT BASEBALL PLAYERS), no preparation.
But dreams, for the most part, don't work out that way. "Overnight successes" may happen quickly from the outsider's perspective, but most singers/writers/athletes/artists have spent years and years working towards that moment. And that's kind of what makes achieving a dream so awesome.
Soon I'll have my first book published, and although it's definitely amazing to hold my very own book in my hands, it's even cooler to remember when it was all just an idea, an idea I typed into a word document and molded and agonized over for years. You see a story; I see my journey. It's my dream come true, and I'm so glad it wasn't the result of weird healing muscles.
So yes, dream big, but also--work hard. You'll be amazed at what you can achieve.
Lindsey Leavitt lives a wild life that includes playing board games alone, baking treats with disgusting amounts of butter and sugar, and reading Lisa Schroeder books. For more of her adventures, check out her website at www.lindseyleavitt.com