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 A couple of weeks ago, at a creative journaling workshop, I read a portion of “The Things They Carried” by Tim O’Brien, afterward assigning a prompt of journaling the things their character carried. Participants wrote about items, both physical and non-physical, which began to flush out a character sketch.
How fascinating that this metaphor came up again, in a moment where I felt the frustration of the unknown, specifically with the transitions in our work and family life, Barton said, “Let me carry the dream for a while.” There was a time when I needed to be the one who carried the dream for us. This constant shift of strength and belief is part of being married and working together.
For now, we share office space, and when we are both writing, we become each other’s thesauruses and editors. In the same way we ebb and flow in our work, we also move and flow with our goals and dreams, reminding each other to explore and be inquisitive of the possibilities and opportunities that are just beginning to open up.
There are times when we want to be strong, holding it together for those around us, but we can’t sustain that level forever. There may be other times when we need to allow ourselves to be carried. There are things in our life we need to let go of, let dissolve and fade away. There are others aspects in our lives that we need to believe and trust one day will come to fruition.
What is your dream? What is the dream you tell your mother, brother, best friend, companion, partner? What is the dream that you tell no one?
Who carries your dream?
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