Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

A DREAM IS A HEARTBEAT



















Calling All Artists: Your creations are needed.

I am a dreamer. What's more, I believe that dreams quicken a person; They make us FEEL alive. Every important thing that ever got done started with a dream. The pursuit of a dream will break you down and then build you into something better than you were before. Dreams will inspire you to achieve great things. When you have a dream you start to live for that dream and it becomes the thing that gets you out of bed and motivates you to try a little harder and move a little farther down the road. It becomes as necessary for your continued existence as your most vital organs. Your dream becomes your heart beating in your chest.

So here's the deal. I have a show coming up on November 18th at Cafe Coco in Nashville, TN. I want to bring together all sorts of artists at this show and I want to show the world your dreams. So I need you to show me your dreams. Paint them. Draw them. Write them. Speak them. Sing them. Whatever form of art you do is acceptable. The concept here is fairly open to interpretation. If you want to convey your personal dream that's awesome. If you want to convey the idea of “a dream is a heartbeat” that's awesome too. The idea here is to celebrate the passions that drive people to do great things.

If you want to display your work at the show do the following:
  1. Send an e-mail to peppertim4@gmail.com. The message should be titled “A Dream Is a Heartbeat” and should include your name and what you are planning to display. The 5$ cover charge will be waived for submitting artists but only if you e-mail me.
  2. On Friday, 18th November please arrive at Cafe Coco at 6:30 pm so you have time to set up your exhibit.
  3. Promote the showing...bring some peeps. (Cafe Coco is an all ages venue so your little sisters and brothers are welcome.)
  4. Do us all a favor and buy something to eat while you're there. Support the venues that support the arts.

Help me inspire the world to live their dreams.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

No Matter What.....









You can’t just follow your dreams. I used to think that was enough. It seems noble when you say it to people… “Hey man. You’ve got to follow your heart no matter what.” The thing is most people forget about the “no matter what” and concentrate on the “follow your heart” bit. When you say “follow your heart” people relate to that immediately because everyone has a heart and there’s something in it that they want to do or be. It’s easy to grasp that part. But when you get down to the “no matter what” part things get a bit tricky. What is “no matter what”? What if “no matter what” sucks ass? What if “no matter what” becomes more than you can bear and you just can’t follow any more?



Following is passive. Being passive never got much done. Passive is nice to be with and cool in certain situations but mostly it just stays too long and doesn’t get the hints that it’s time to go home.



You’ve got to fight for your dreams. You’ve got to fight just to keep them alive let alone actually realize them. When you’re doing “no matter what” you’re fighting for your dream. So keep fighting. But if you find that you can’t be ok with that then maybe you should be doing something else.



When you build something up and focus your mind on only that one thing for an extended time frame, you start to forget everything else. When you put so much emphasis on one thing, that one thing begins to define you. That one thing becomes so big that it is bound to disappoint you. All the little things you lost focus on are now out of your life or forgotten or hazy and they cannot comfort you when that one thing lets you down. I’m not saying that having a very important “one thing” is bad. I’m not saying that you shouldn’t try hard to reach your dreams. But enjoy life along the way. Don’t stop doing all of the things you enjoy. We humans are fragile…we get broken and hurt. We need inspiration. In addition to great films and poetry and songs it is all of life’s little pleasures that inspire us. It’s the coffee in the morning and the painting and small tasks and social gatherings where that one thing isn’t mentioned. It’s the food and drink and fishing and yard work that inspire us to be better than ever at that one thing.



I built up a dream. I put it on a pedestal. I forgot about a lot of other smaller things that I enjoy in life. I placed my life’s value and enjoyment in the hands of an idea that was somewhat idealistic. After a few months I started to feel like a failure because my idealistic picture of myself living out my dream had not become a reality. So I put my head down and worked harder and after a few months felt even more like a failure because of the same reasons. I never thought to reconsider the details and parameters of my dream. I never thought to acknowledge the small victories along the way. I never thought to mark the milestones. I just kept looking for this utopia-life in which everything I thought I wanted was happening around me.



There is more to life than that one thing. There always has been and there always will be. Try hard. Do your best. Get better. When you fall down get back up. Don’t let disappointment stop you from trying some more. Don’t let failure make you fall to pieces. But don’t let ‘success’ define you either. That one thing is important and you should keep it important. But it isn’t who you are. It is not the entirety of you. Your personhood, your happiness, your fulfillment, your love, your hope, and the sum of your life does not rise and fall on the outcome of that one thing. You are more than that one thing. You are the masterful artist and that one thing is your product. You hold the reigns and that one thing cannot guide you…so don’t let it.

There’s a scene in the movie “Greenberg” where the main character is talking to his best friend. The two have lived in different cities for ten years and they are having some difficulty reuniting because of things that happened fifteen years ago. The two had been in a band during those years and Greenberg ruined their only chance at a record deal by turning down their only offer. His best friend tells him that he’s finally embracing the life he never expected.



I understand this statement perfectly. You have a dream that doesn’t pan out. You always feel ‘stuck’ no matter what else you do because you can’t let go of this idea that you could have been different or that your life could have been better. Sometimes you meet people who once had the very dream that you have and they are bitter, unhappy people. Sometimes you meet people who moved on from their dream and did what Greenberg’s friend did. The latter is usually the happier, more fulfilled person. There is value in embracing the life you live in the present. Bitterness eats you up inside and can taint every aspect of your life. You stop enjoying the thing you love because it never delivers.



I think that Greenberg’s friend was in a good place but it took him fifteen years to reach that place. I think he gave up on his dream when maybe he didn’t have to. I think he spent a lot of time wishing and hoping that things had been different but without knowing how to change things he was forced to live a life that he ultimately didn’t want because it wasn’t what he expected. It’s not that it was a bad life…just not the one he expected. This, in my opinion is the worst possible thing he could have done. He could have simply moved on or he could have kept fighting for his expected life. He sat somewhere in the middle though wanting a different life but also not really wanting to go after it and also not wanting to acknowledge that he was the one steering his life the whole time.



I’ve always thought of giving up in negative terms. This is something I learned by default. No one ever sat me down and told me that giving up was wrong or bad. Instead it was instilled in me that “finishing what you start” is a noble and good thing that builds character. Now I whole-heartedly agree that finishing what you start is a good thing if what you’ve started is a good thing. Everything you do builds character but what happens if you start something that you never should have started?



I have a bad character trait called smoking. I call this a character trait because it’s more than a habit now; it’s part of my personality. When you start smoking you never think of yourself as a smoker. Smokers who have smoked for a long time still don’t think of themselves as smokers. They say that they just smoke socially or that they are trying to quit. This is because we’ve all seen real smokers; the woman at the Laundromat who has a voice like chalk, and wheezes as she walks and coughs every five minutes. We don’t want to think of ourselves this way. So we refuse to acknowledge that we are smokers. But when you smoke every day; when you get uncomfortable when you haven’t smoked for a few hours then you are a smoker. It’s part of who you are. It’s a character trait.


I should have never started smoking and the best thing for it would be to quit. In this instance quitting would be a good thing that would build good character. I did start smoking though and I built myself a character that I do not like and do not want to be. Yet I do want to be that or I would stop.



Smoking is an easy example but the point holds true. What if my dream is bad for me? What if the thing I started is a bad thing that will build bad character? Quitting is not always negative and finishing what you start is not always positive. Giving something up so that you can live a better life seems like a reasonable and even good response. But it still feels bad.
Greenberg’s friend couldn’t decide what to do. He couldn’t give up and he couldn’t have what he wanted. He was the bitter, unhappy person who felt trapped not only by the life he was living but also by the life he wanted to be living. He didn’t want the one and couldn’t have the other and it was all really in his own mind.


What if you are doing something you ought to give up? In that circumstance then giving up should be applauded and in certain cases, like smoking, it usually is. But when people give up a dream they are thought poorly of. People assume they weren’t good enough or that they didn’t work hard enough. Maybe they weren’t good enough and that being the case we ought to pat them on the back for quitting. Surely it’s a noble thing to admit to oneself and the world that although you made a valiant effort you ultimately were not up to scratch and have decided to move on in order to find something more suitable?



I’m not really talking about giving up here though. I’m talking about the fact that life will kick your ass time and again and that’s not something you can get away from. A dream is not going to look in reality like it does in your head. It’s not always going to feel good. Life is difficult. Life is hard. Life doesn’t really give a crap if you succeed or fail. If life cared at all about you we would have no rich and no poor. People would all look exactly alike if life was trying to make us all comfortable. There would be no ugliness and no prettiness. But life is just life and we live it until we are dead. So why do we waste time being depressed and unhappy and wishing for things we don’t have?



Greenberg’s friend was doing something that I want to do. He was accepting his present tense and being ok with it. We are all smart people and we can all realize that whether you are born privileged or disadvantaged you can’t expect to be fabulous all of the time. So maybe it’s better to be ok with the present tense wherever you happen to be…good times and bad…thick and thin…sickness and health. It doesn’t matter if you give up your dream or if you fight for it. Just be ok with your decision whatever you do.


As for me? I fight on.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

A Seven Hour Pursuit



Last year I moved from my sunny, warm home in South Africa to Nashville, Tennessee in pursuit of something. I thought I was pursuing a dream, and I suppose I am but it turns out that I’m in pursuit of something much larger too.
People talk of dreams as if they are specific things. The little kid who dreams of becoming an NFL football player knows exactly what position he (or she?) will play and for which team and which plays are going to make him (or her) the most awesome player that ever existed past, present or future. But grown-ups dreams are not so much about a specific job or thing as they are about quality of life.

My own dream has always been a little hazy. Industry people like to ask the question, “Tim, what exactly are you trying to do with your music?”. I understand the reason they ask that but what they don’t realize is that I don’t give a crap. How about this for an answer: “I want to wake up every day and look forward to playing some music. Maybe I’ll play for some people. Maybe I’ll just sit in my studio and write some new songs and fiddle with some new gear. Maybe I’ll play some music with my good friends who are also in my band and we’ll get a ‘new direction’ for our music. All of this will be happening in a comfortable house somewhere where it’s warm outside most of the time. Of course if I get tired of that day to day routine there will be some touring and when that’s not happening I still want to visit Europe (I’ve seen so little of it you know). My wife, who is awesome, will accompany me a lot of the time because although she is highly motivated and intelligent she doesn’t have to work and she kind of digs spending time with me. This comfy arrangement is made possible because my music pays for it. I don’t care how it pays for it. That’s not the important bit, Industry Person. The important bit is that people all over the world are listening to it and I don’t have to serve sushi anymore.”

Sometimes I think music sucks. I think this because I wish more people were listening to mine and because I know I’m better than some people who are living my dream. But I’ve done a few things in my life and here’s what I know…There’s absolutely nothing else I want to do with my life. It’s been the constant through all the ups and downs. Even when I hate it, I hate it with a passion and that’s more than I can say for most of the things I’ve done in my life.

The song “7 Hours” was written when I was newly rolled out onto the tarmac in Nashville. I was cold and missing home and my surrounds were dull and grey.