Are you a sleepwalker? I’ve had a couple of incidents from my childhood that I know of. When I was 13 years old, I stayed over at my best friend’s house. My mom came to get me early Saturday morning and woke me from my slumber. She said, “Get up, it’s time to go.” I got up. Walked down the hall. Passed the front door. And step into the closed garage. “Um...what ARE you doing?” exclaimed my mom. Embarrassingly, it was at that point that I came to. With no direction or intention, I had been sleep walking.
Fast forward to February 8, 2015. I had delivered my firstborn son one month earlier and had survived what was the most challenging month of my life to date. My nights consisted of 1-2 hour sleeping and my daytime consisted of holding a new baby that refused to be put down for playtime or naps. To say I was exhausted was an understatement. I was awake but not really. I was sleepwalking through the day and night. I was doing everything I could to survive...to get to the next day. I wasn’t creating to-do lists or pursuing my ultimate dreams. I just wanted to think clearly. I wanted to be able to have a conversation. I just wanted sleep. That sleepwalking was survival.
Somewhere between actual sleepwalking and survival sleepwalking there is something we call complacency or the type of sleepwalking this blog is ultimately about. It’s day in, day out. Wake up, go to work, off to bed. Mundane routine and monotony. No progress, just here. It’s “safe”. There is nothing inherently wrong about complacency. It might be needed for a season of life. However it can lead you to...nothing. If you want to achieve something, if you want to make any difference or mark on this world then you must wake up from your sleepwalking state. Want to solve world hunger...zzz....fight for injustice...zzz...create a piece of artwork...start a business....zzz...live...zzz...
It's NOT enough to just dream, sleepwalker. It's time to wake up.
Open your eyes. Look around. Stretch. Smile. Feel your heart beat. Feel alive.
And now go