Sweet inklings, I’ve found another bloggèd gem: Jennifer Brown’s post about owning our time and taking back the power we’ve given away. Jennifer talks about how we so often settle for “backseat driving” through life, instead of getting behind the wheel ourselves.
We might tell the “dreamer,” “Hey! You’re not doing it right. You should be doing it this way.”
But actually do something about our own dreams?
Nah. Driving that car would be way too risky.
Jennifer’s post sparked the following comment from me:
Jennifer, I LOVE this metaphor! “Backseat dreaming” — I’d never thought of it that way, but it makes so much sense as a description of the mindset that keeps us from going after what we sincerely wish for!
I’m not sure I’ve been a backseat dreamer…but I have been a notorious passenger seat driver. Watching how the driver shifts gears, noting how early/late they brake, critiquing the use of turn signals.
Have I been a passenger seat dreamer?
I think so.
Not as much in recent years — but I know I’ve been guilty of watching others drive toward their dreams and, instead of driving toward my own, criticizing how others are doing it. I’m in the passenger seat: close enough to the action to seem like I’m a part of it, but not doing anything that would expose me to criticism.
No more! I’m getting vulnerable now, taking responsibility for my passions and following them.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I Hope I Didn’t Snore
Finally, I am awake. I am following my dreams, pursuing my passions, and doing other hunter-stalker-like things in regard to what I’ve felt called to do my entire life.
Will I screw up? Sure. I’m likely to drive off the road a few times, because I am easily distractable, and I turn the steering wheel in whatever direction my eyes happen to go. (Yes, I’m one of those.)
But at least I have my hands on the wheel. I’m doing what I was created to do.
And I love this ride.
So, dear reader.
Are you a backseat dreamer?
Are you more concerned with how others are pursuing their dreams than with pursuing your own?
Are you a passenger seat dreamer — close enough to seem like you’re in on the wild ride, but not actually making any choices that relate to your own passions?
What do you have to do to get in the driver’s seat?