Dream On

Dream On

  If you know me on the surface or know me well, chances are you know that I am an Aerosmith fan. If you didn’t know that, well, you’re about to find out how much. I named my dogs Tyler and Livvie. I have albums, books, photos, paintings, drawings, memorabilia. The list goes on. One thing you can recognize me by is my license plate that says “Dream On”. It’s written a little differently but you get the idea. It’s my favorite song. And, it’s one of my favorite things to do. To dream. When I was a child I had an imaginary friend. I played with dolls and made them have full on conversations. Barbies fought with each other (I guess their dream house wasn’t quite good enough for them), and I spent literal hours just daydreaming. What do you dream about? Do you dream about winning the lottery? Or living on a tropical island? Do you dream of the relationships you want to have or the job you wish you had? You may dream of home ownership. (That is something I can certainly help you with.) Whether you dream while you’re awake or dream while you’re asleep, allow yourself to go there. Allow yourself to dream about what it would be like to have your dream home. Where is it? What does it look like? How big or small is it? What state is it in? Are there mountains, or trees, or water? Is it private or in the middle of a bustling city? When you allow yourself to dream and actually feel how it would feel to have that dream, your dreams begin to take shape and become reality. I speak from experience. Let’s go back to Aerosmith (please). I had been dreaming for years about meeting Steven Tyler. I would visualize it and tell stories about how it was going to happen. I honestly believed it. I felt it. I had some amazing experiences of concert adventures. Steven even talked to me on the microphone from stage at a show in Nashville. Steven bought a house in Nashville and friends would text me pictures when they saw him around town. I never ran into him but I still had the dream. Fast forward to September of 2019. I scored front row seats to see Aerosmith in Las Vegas. Being so close to the action was incredible. The show was coming to an end, the band walked to the front of the stage and introduced each other and the crew. Then it happened. Steven walked toward me. My now fiance pushed me up to help me sit on the edge of the stage. What happened next...

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