A Selection from Seasons of Contemplation: A Book of Midnight Meditations
Dreams are the gestation of a future reality. We do not come into being fully formed; rather, we gather, build, and grow. So too our matured identity—what we will be and do in this life—grows as well. Our reality begins as aspiration—vague dreams that sharpen over time until at last tangible. In nourishing our dreams we enable our future self to be born. In protecting that which is still taking root, we allow beauty to enter, and flourish in this world.
