Thursday, December 01, 2005

Vocation and Dreams

A friend of mine recently wrote about the struggle in finding vocation or calling in life. Today, I have been cranking that idea around in my cranium, and as usual, memories come. I have no recollection of what I wanted to be when I was young, but I am sure that "A Naked Preacher" was not what I was working toward.My sister is almost seven years younger than me, and it was always interesting watching her grow and seeing her become who she is now. At a young age, she had her life planned out. She had chosen the job that would make a big difference in the World. Most young ladies aspire to be a teacher, or a nurse, or something of the like, but not my little sister. She had the hopes and dreams of becoming a .......







Solid Gold Dancer. She would put on her leotard and leggings, and dance through the den with great vigor, style and precision. She enrolled in gymnastics, and just as things were looking up for her to be there, shaking her bootie beside Adrian Zmed, or Dionne Warwick...the show was cancelled. The music faded, and we no longer heard.

Solid Gold - Filling up my life with music

Solid Gold - Putting rhythm in my soul

There's song that's unreeling

To fit the way that I'm feeling

My head keeps spinning to music; spinning to gold.

I've come to discover that music's a lover.

It's heat keeps me warm when I'm cold.

The beat starts to bend me.

The melodies send me.

And everything melts into gold

...and sadly her dreams died. Now, she is a mother to two beautiful children, who keep her dancing faster than she ever did in the eighties. She is also a great wife and a wonderful daughter. I could not ask for a better sister (unless I could borrow money a little more often). I love you, and am so proud of you. So, her initial dreams have not come true, but I feel that she wouldn't trade her life now for the chance to dance. Perhaps God didn't have a beef with disco music, maybe he was weaving a solid gold dream for a girl in a leotard and leggings. And the neatest part of all is that her daughter is enrolled in dance classes.To stop dreaming, hoping, and believing is to stop living. In the words of the prophet, Steven Tyler, "Dream On!"

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