Confessions of a Dreamer
“Congratulations! Today is your day. You’re off to Great Places! You’re off and away!”—Dr. Seuss
I have often thought of myself as odd, an outsider, or sometimes even a misfit. My perspective of the world conveyed differently than most. I desired to live a life among a creative plane instead of a competitive one. I believed there was plenty for everyone, a Universe of abundance. I longed for financial freedom along with location independence comparable to the masses, yet, I wished to achieve this differently than most. I desired to utilize the imagination as well as creativity to inspire and deliver value to the world. I craved adventure. I yearned for journeys. God created an amazing world. I believed it was my intention to taste, touch, see, and hear everything I could. I visualized myself on pilgrimages carrying a backpack or in an RV traveling. Though I pondered a home base; a site to be used to rest or to write blogs and books about the adventures as I planned new ones. Mostly, I was in motion. I wished to act in a certain way.
As a small child, mostly alone, I utilized my imagination to enhance my daily adventures. When I became an adult, I disagreed it must stop. I trusted there was always a child inside of us requiring play as well as fun. Through maintaining a child’s curiosity, the world maintained a magical realm.
Though I may have followed the norm a majority of my adult life, the inner voice always whispered, “continue your curiosity.” The year of 2012 was the initial onset of truly listening. I decided to resign a position most stated was a dream job. I was employed as a physician assistant. My employer was the team physician for two Major League Baseball Teams. With the resignation, I was called a fool by numerous individuals, including family. Nonetheless, I yearned to journey on a pilgrimage. Through unwavering faith, prayer, along with research, I departed from the norm. I walked the Camino de Santiago, “A Country Boy on the Camino.” Unfortunately, in November of the same year, I returned to the path everyone stated was the correct path. I attempted to adjust myself back "into the mold," so to speak. Nevertheless, the entire time I was at work at a "regular" job, my dreams along with the road were always calling to me. The voice denied being held silent.
Again, in late 2015, I returned to my inner self for guidance. The result was the “Confessions of a Dreamer Tour” described in the following pages.
The most popular question I was asked was “Why abandon security for uncertainty?” After pondering the question, my response was simple: “Why not, life was short; get busy living or get busy dying,” inspired by the movie Shawshank Redemption.