The future

 Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly. 

 - Langston Hughes 

Holding on to the past is easier. It is like holding onto what is known. But holding onto our dreams, onto the future requires faith and imagination.

Despite all the initiatory obstacles sent my way by the cosmos, my intense devotion to my dreams kept me going. When I was literally a caged angry little birdy, my dreams kept me alive. I could not accept and integrate that all this would be my life. I knew  I deserved better and I was at a hundred percent prepared to sweat and bleed for it. Even though death seemed soothing to me in the past circumstances, I refused to let my dreams die. 

When talking and mostly listening to elder folks, I came to the realization that holding onto a slither of hope can add up both health and longevity to an individual's life. The next dinner with the grandkids can be a motivation to some or attending the graduation of another can keep people battling for their lives against time and illness. These examples are not from fiction but from actual lived experiences. The tiniest hope that something new or better can bless our lives is enough to keep on trying. 

I also came to the realization that even though the lifespan of a human being is limited, that of a dream isn't. I have seen in so many cases dreams outliving their creators. Today as a african woman, I am aware of the blessings that are my freedom, my fortune and my literacy. So many women before me dreamt of this for themselves and their descendants. Many of them fought for it teeth and nails and some even sacrified their lives for it. Dreams are a product, not only of a person's subconscious but also of their cages. Freedom looks different to different individuals.

Dare to dream

Dissentiently your,

JH

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