If your goals, hopes & dreams could talk, what would they say?

Dear John 01

Let’s hope they would not be writing you the following letter…

Dear John (insert your name),

You probably already know what this letter is about – you’ve seen it coming, I know you have.  It’s about us John, it’s over.  I’m leaving you.  I’ve hung on as long as I’ve could, you’ve got to give me credit for that.  I mean the way you swept me off my feet and talked lovingly about the future we would have together.  I’ve waited so long for your embrace, your attention and your love.  Why have you neglected me?  Why have you made so many excuses?  Your inaction and addiction to procrastination is absolutely tearing me apart.  I simply must move on.  For years, I would get so excited when you talked about the business we were going to start, the places we were going to visit and the home on the water where we could watch the sunset every night.  My heart would pitter patter every time you would talk about me to other people only to be let down once again because you were afraid.  What are you afraid of?  It’s only me.  I’m your hopes, your dreams, your goals.  I wanted you as much as you wanted me but you have left me no choice, I simply must move on.  Please do not attempt to talk your way out of this.  The years of indecision and lack of discipline tell me everything I need to know.  If you really and I mean really wanted me, you would have found a way for us to be together.  I am tired of having my hopes soar so high, just to see them dashed.  I simply must move on.  Time is marching by without us and my greatest fear is suddenly becoming visible on the horizon.  I’m so afraid we’ve come to the end of this 100 Day Challenge and never had the chance to really get to know one another.  It absolutely breaks my heart to have to entertain this thought but I simply must move on.  Like the genie that grants three wishes, I wanted to give you your hearts desire.  All I ever wanted, needed and asked for was your attention, your devotion and your willingness to work hard for me.  If that was too much to ask for then I’m sorry.  I simply must move on.  All things of value must be earned and I’ve grown tired of your excuses and lack of patience.  On numerous occasions I was within your grasp but you quit too soon.  Why did you leave me when you were so close?  I’ll let you in on a little secret, every day I would call out to you, I would whisper, “I am your goal, here I am, come and get me.”  I’m curious, did you ever hear me?  I repeated this question day after day, month after month, year after year.  But, now I’ve grown tired of hearing that the timing is not right, that you’re tired or that some day you’ll get around to it.  It’s time for me to get around to it and find someone who is committed, focused and proactive.  I simply must move on.  On behalf of all of your hopes, dreams & desires …there is something you should know about us.  We will never fail you nor ever let you down.  The main reason why we have not embraced one another is because you have failed us by not taking action.  Why?

Sincerely,

Your Goals, Dreams, Hopes & Desires


Kind of sobering and, at the end of your life, your goals, dreams, hopes & desires will be gone.  Never again having a chance to obtain, get or achieve anything you may have once desired.

Relatively few people are in this particular 100 Day Challenge but everybody is in a Lifetime Challenge.  Are we, as Marianne Williamson has said, “living a life which earns our self respect” or are we living a life fraught with self condemnation from which we only want to escape by any means necessary?

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