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 Imagine that you could do anything in this world (and I do mean anything), and you were guaranteed not to fail. What would it be? When was the last time you had a dream? I’m not talking about a someday, maybe dream. I’m speaking of one of those big dreams—the kind that thrills you and scares you to death at the very thought of it.Do you remember as a child, dreaming of being an astronaut, a supermodel, a racecar driver, or a rock star? Do you remember creating the makebelieve props? Do you remember how many times you stood in front of the mirror boasting your perfection? So where are you now? Did your childhood dreams fade into memories of the past? Or have you held tight to those dreams, striving each day for that freeing moment where you realize you did it—you really did it? As a young child I remember dreaming big. In fact, looking back I was always the kid that was a little over the top. One of my favorite childhood memories is the time I imagined that I was a very wealthy grown-up and that I was going to build a mansion. I gathered my neighborhood cohorts together, convinced them of my plan, and sent them back to their homes with specific instructions to gather every blanket they could find. As the blankets began to arrive in my backyard, I orchestrated the building of the mansion. We spread each blanket across the lawn, each one connected to the other. Forty-something blankets later we had kitchens, playrooms, bathrooms, patios, guest rooms, and more. We were on top of the world as we ran from blanket to blanket, elated with every moment of our newfound wealth. It wasn’t until my mother—who had been doing laundry in our basement—answered first the phone, and then the door, to find concerned mothers wanting to know where and why all the bed sheets were disappearing from their homes, that we even paused to consider the logical side of who was going to cleanup and launder the mess we’d made. We were simply kids, not yet altered by logical limiting beliefs.
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