It’s an early Wednesday morning and I’m backed up on a few projects that were supposed to be done yesterday. I’ll be honest, it wasn’t because I didn’t have time. I was excited. Overwhelmed. The kind of feeling that makes you freeze up a little and start procrastinating without even realizing it. But somewhere in the middle of all that… I think I cracked another code in this matrix we call life.
Your dreams is your reality.
And yes, I said is. Not “are.”
I know that’s not how it’s “supposed” to be said. But if you know me, then you know I rarely do what I’m supposed to. Especially when it comes to how I think, how I create, or how I choose to express it. So let’s take a second and actually dive into this one.
We grow up hearing things like follow your dreams or what’s your dream? It becomes this cliché statement that floats around in conversation, yearbooks, and graduation speeches. And most of us answer it the same way, we want to be something. A doctor. A designer. An artist. A rapper. A filmmaker. Something we feel deep in our bones.
Then comes the chase.
Because of how the world frames it, we’re taught to “chase” our dreams. Like they’re somewhere out there, miles ahead of us. So we do. We chase and chase and chase. And then we start comparing our progress. Looking at others who seem like they “made it.” We start doubting, shrinking, questioning our own timeline. Wondering if we’re doing something wrong.
But here’s the part that hit me this morning, what if the moment you start acting on it, your dream is your reality?
Let’s say someone’s dream is to be a rapper. They’ve been writing lyrics since they were a kid. They recorded their first track. Performed at some shows. Built a small audience. They keep going, keep building, but never quite hit that level the world sees as success, no Grammy, no Billboard hit, no platinum plaque. So they keep grinding, keep chasing.
Fast forward. Years go by. They’re in their 30s now. Still writing. Still putting music out. Still growing, but not “rich” by the world’s standards. Still watching others blow up. Still questioning whether they should keep going. Still wondering, Have I failed?
Then maybe decades pass. They’re in their 70s now. Sitting with their thoughts, looking back, and they say something like, “I spent my life chasing my dreams and I didn’t reach them.”
But see, that’s the part that hurts, because the truth is, they were living it the entire time. From the first bar to the last upload. Every verse. Every show. Every person they touched. That was the dream.
Your dreams is your reality.
Not when you get the big house. Not when you go viral. Not when the money hits. It is “right now” as soon as you start moving toward it, choosing it, living in it.
And I say this for anyone who’s caught in the middle of that chase. You might be living your dream already and not even realize it because you’re measuring it with someone else’s ruler. But your dream doesn’t have to look like anyone else’s. It just has to feel like yours.
So yeah. Keep dreaming. Keep building. But know that you’re already in it.
Hope this helps.
– B
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