“A goal without a plan is just a wish.”
I get it. There’s truth in that. We certainly do need a plan of action when we desire something.
But it’s the part about “just a wish” that bothers me. It demeans the wish.
In my life, I have a long history of wishing. I still do it. Without wishes, where are we, the dreamers? What is a dream without a wish? And further, what is a goal, without a wish?
I am a wisher. I have, for as long as I can remember, wished upon a star. And I have believed, even though it may falter at times. I have believed and do believe in magic, and believed that wishes do come true.
Children believe and children wish. And we all did it, didn’t we? But as life takes its toll and we grow older, we lose the will to believe and to wish and, most of all, we lose the willingness to look foolish.
Of course, it is true that we can wish all day long and nothing will come of it unless there is the work attached. I spoke to my producer and friend the other day about getting a record deal, and how you have to work, work, work and play, play, play. No one is going to come knocking on your door, handing you a record deal. My grandmother used to tell me that if you wanted to have friends, they weren’t going to come ring your doorbell- you’d better get out there and make an effort.
Effort aside, the whole shebang has to start somewhere. Which is why there is beauty and value in the wish. The wish is the start of something wonderful. Does any goal start without the wish? Isn’t it a true component?
As I write this, my daughter is home sick and is watching the movie Florence Foster Jenkins. I think it’s appropriate for this moment. Ms. Jenkins wished. Ms. Jenkins wasn’t afraid to look foolish. She believed. And in her words, “Some may say I couldn’t sing, but no one can say I didn’t sing.”
When I started out in music, playing with The Cover Girls, we were a bit like Florence. We played at places others dream of, in our fully unqualified glory. I thought that was inspiring! I still grieve that we aren’t doing that any more, because I thought of the doing it (rather than the sound produced, hah) as the great part. The fact that we weren’t the finest musical talents around was alright by me.
A huge part of this is just being who you are, imperfections and all. For instance, I have been wishing to be a published author. But I have to write! I have to take action, and I have to work. And lately I have been held back by feeling overwhelmed and not good enough. But who cares, really? Without, the doing, the wish has no hope.
That’s right. Why get hung up in the being good part? Just go, and do the wish. And no one can say you didn’t. And it all started….with a wish, of course.
A wish will never come true unless you put it out there. It must be let out into the world, without fear and without judgment, in order to even have an iota of chance to reach its true potential and develop and, what else? Come true!
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