Your Dreams are calling…

If your dreams were calling you, who would be on the other end of the line? Would it be a lover, present or wished for? Would it be a job? Maybe a company? Would it be the lottery or a sudden inheritance from an undiscovered relative? Would it be someone who has come and gone that you miss terribly? Would it be self-acceptance?

I saw this post on Facebook of “Your Dreams” literally calling you, and I wondered what number I could assign to that title, so that one day I could legit answer that phone call. An A&R rep from Columbia Records perhaps? Quest Love wanting to collab? James Bay wanting to co-write? Prince wanting to produce my record? Allen Stone asking me to open for his next tour? Lee Hall (screenwriter of Billy Elliot) wanting to co-produce a broadway musical based off the songs from Mumford & Sons first album “Sigh No More”? (yes. this is a dream of mine.)

I’d like to think that I’ve already answered some of these calls in my life: my first love, Berklee College of Music, my first album, my first band (Champagne Republic), my first apartment all to myself, the courage to go solo, the players & people I am now surrounded with, my full-time musician life, my second love, my camper van… (believe it or not, those are two separate things). I’ve had some missed calls from my dreams, and some conversations that didn’t go quite as planned. I’ve got some voicemails from my dreams that I need to delete; some I need to call back. There are a few that I need to have long, attentive conversations with, and a couple I need to hang up on. Certain calls have been put on hold for way too long, but I know they’re patiently waiting for me on the other line.

It is easy to get bogged down and overwhelmed by the call log, that’s why I believe it is so important to check in with the ones you have already made – even the real short convos: I flossed today; I can hit that note now; I can get through an entire conversation without straightening the magazines on the coffee table (almost); I can eat a piece of sourdough bread and not feel like I am going to explode (this just happened… CAN I EAT BREAD AGAIN!?). Your dreams are out there waiting for you, and when you’re ready, they will call. Don’t discredit the conversations you’ve already had just because your great white buffalo hasn’t wrung yet.

Sometimes “Your Dreams” get the wrong number. Sometimes they aren’t who you thought they were, and you answer and it’s actually that seedy guy from the bar you accidentally gave your real number to. That’s cool… just block and re-program. Sometimes they are waiting for you to call. Don’t be shy, they want you just as bad as you want them; dial those digits!

If I could look at the call history, it would be a lengthy, convoluted road map to where I am today, that hasn’t even scratched the surface of where I’m heading. It would be full of ups and downs, twists and turns, laughs, tears, misdials, re-dials, unanswered and even some unknown callers. It would be a great story full of hilarious soundbites, well worth the charges.

Have your dreams called yet? If they did, would you know who was on the other line?

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