When working with kids or young adults, I’m a big believer in being proactive about cultivating dreams. Maybe it’s something they think they may be interested in, maybe it’s something they’ve loved for a long time and have just never had the opportunity to try for themselves, or maybe it’s something they’ve been dabbling in and want so desperately to be doing that thing that makes them so happy for a living each and every day. Whatever the case, I believe my role is not just to support someone else’s dream, but to truly help them cultivate that dream. To mold it, shape it, to create a dream that fits their life, their individuality.
This role plays out in its largest form, as you can imagine, with my own children. My six-year-old son has stated that he wants to become an astronaut. I was a little shocked: I thought for sure that Lego Designer would be dream #1, but no: astronaut. I have no idea where this dream comes from for him, but I do know how he feels. As a young girl, I had dreamed of being an astronaut as well. I filled out the application for Space Camp. I followed every move NASA made. I wanted to make discoveries and see the world from a different view.