How I Got Here. . .
This past Monday, friend Harold had to have some lab work done. As usual, there was a short wait. Being the antsy woman I can sometimes be, I picked up a copy of Entrepreneur magazine with Jonathan and Drew Scott on the cover. If you watch the HGTV channel, you know who I’m talking about – “The Property Brothers”.
The article began with growing up as identical twins and morphed into describing their dreams as young men. They wanted to be famous and wealthy. Not so unusual for young adults just starting out on the journey of life. One of them longed to be an actor; the other a magician.
What To My Wandering Mind Would Appear. . .
As I skimmed the article, my mind wondered to the dreams I had as a young woman with a big operatic voice and a flair for the theatrical. I remembered Saturday mornings in my 2nd floor under-the-eaves room listening to the radio (before TV and when I was supposed to be cleaning my room).
First a show similar to Masterpiece Classics only just audio (think it was called “Grand Central Station”). Then the Metropolitan Opera performance. I took all afternoon to clean my room because I preferred to lie across the bed listening to the soaring voice of Roberta Peters or Maria Callas, dreaming of being Aida or Butterfly on the huge Met stage!
For a moment I was that young woman back in the room under-the-eaves listening to the radio on a pleasant Saturday afternoon dreaming of accomplishing great things as a world-renowned stage and movie personality.
“Harold, We’re Ready for You Now!“
Reality returned as we entered the lab with the Entrepreneur magazine in hand. I had to see how the dreams of the Scott brothers brought them to this time in this year and how fame and fortune impacted them.
But more than that I wanted to dwell on a blog post idea brought to mind by the dreams of 2 young men who are now famous and wealthy; and the reflection on my own experience as a young woman with the journey of life ahead of her.
I want to share with each of you the dreams of my youth and how they have changed over the years – particularly as the ‘vintage years’ crept into life!
The Dreams of Youth. . .
It’s true. I did long to go to NYC, starve for my art and become an overnight sensation. Either at the Met or on Broadway. I had the voice and I had the talent as a performer. I knew that; yet the only person who encouraged me to pursue such an outlandish dream was my vocal coach and high school drama instructor. Frankly speaking, I didn’t have the puzfah (?) to do it. The thought of leaving the familiar for the unknown was more than this small town girl could muster. So that dream faded when I married and started having children.
Just so you know that the dream didn’t totally die. I was Guinevere in Camelot and Julie in Showboat as part of our local theater group, before turning to directing Fiddler and LaMancha. Those were the days. . .
The Allure of Business . . .
After my husband’s untimely death; I had to get serious about a career. No time to dream. I took on management in a hospital setting and learned to swim successfully with the sharks. Then graduated to the big city and entered the world of fundraising development. A beloved supervisor encouraged me to “go out on my own” and contracted me for consultation and training. I loved it. I loved being my own boss. I loved a growing confidence in what I knew and knew I could do.
And much like Jonathan and Drew, I longed to be famous and rich! And I thought I knew how to do it.
Visions, Visionaries and Dreams Never Die ~ They Just Age!
I pursued the path I thought would get me to rich and famous. It didn’t work for fame or fortune; but it did work for serving the varied audiences with whom I engaged. My servant heart that had gone underground returned with a passion to make a difference in the world. . . which would lead to fame and fortune!
When I stopped to consider the years as they passed; I recognized that I no longer wanted to gather about me hundreds of thousands of women clamoring for my time and space. I no longer wanted the 7, 8 or 9 figure annual income.
All the sudden, I no longer want the big house, fancy Mercedes, private jet and constant international travel that goes with fame and fortune. All I really want is to be the woman God designed me to be. And the best version I could possibly be with His help and my ego out of the way. I want to serve even if it includes no level of fame and just a modest fortune at best! One I can leave to beloved children and grandchildren!
Managing a crowd, whether people or money is more than I want to handle at this point in life. In the business of working with Christian women in business, I long to gather about Jen and me a much smaller group of women who really want to be part of our tribe. Who really want to become the best version of who God designed them to be. For whom fame and fortune are less important than making a difference where they are planted; until God moves their planting to new ground, if meant to be.
Like the heading for this section says; our visions, those of us who are visionaries and our dreams never die; they just age. As my energy wanes, so does the desire to employ the limited supply in the creation of huge and complicated.
Those Were the Days. . . But So Are These!
I remember the rainy Saturday summer days lying across my bed listening to the opera and dreaming big dreams. I’m thrilled that upon reflection, I recognize that the small and intimate I long for these days, feels refreshingly like the rainy Saturday summer days when I laid across my bed listening to the radio with big dreams in my head.
It no longer matters they were just dreams. What matters is that they have been a part of my life throughout the years. I let them go with no regret, for I relish the simplicity of small and intimate, modest and manageable!
How about you? What are your reflections of youthful dreams? How have they impacted your lives? Did they become your reality, or have they given way to the reality of less is more?
Linda S. Fitzgerald, M.S.Ed, CEO & Visionary Partner
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