Dream On

The dreamers are the saviours of the world. As the visible world is sustained by the invisible, so men, through all their trials and sins and sordid vocations, are nourished by the beautiful visions of their solitary dreamers. Humanity cannot forget its dreamers; it cannot let their ideals fade and die; it lives in them; it knows them as the realities which it shall one day see and know.

James Allen, 1864-1912

English Author and Poet

Ah yes, the dreamers. . . Life can be hard for us.  The ups, the downs, the gray areas, the rough patches and slippery slopes all add to our angst.  And, we can't shake it.  Or forget.  Such is the dark side of dreamers.

But, oh, the bright side!  The light and love and laughter.  The hope and dreams of a dreamer rival no other.  The gossamer wings of a butterfly, the soaring plumage of the dove, the chatter of monkeys, strutting of peacocks, purring of cats, joy of fancy hats!  So much to rejoice and revel in; so much to adore and appreciate in life, in love, in laughter and, yes, sometimes even in tears. 
All good.  All grace.  All gifts.