This is always a veiled way to tell the truth of what is in your soul without making the effort to go after those very desires. Because some dreams are just dreams... And perhaps should not be chased?
Here are a few of mine:
I'd live in Paris. Here,in any of these neighborhoods:
Montmartre. South Pigalle. Belleville-Menilmontant. Oberkampf.
Canal Saint-Martin. Haut Marais. Montorgueil. Batignolles. Bastille.
I'd own a house on Martha's Vineyard... Summers and a bit of early Fall. I'd write more there. Breathe deeper there and rest.
I'd travel to all the best wineries and vineyards in the world. Tasting and sipping and laughing and learning.
I'd dance the Argentine Tango in Argentina. (I dance the Argentine Tango here in CT) (photo is my actual Argentine Tango Teacher, he's something to watch for sure!)
Walk barefoot on the best beaches under moonlight.
Long deep kissing under moonlight with a Man who kisses back with aplomb!
Go to all of Beyonce, Stevie Wonder, Carol King, Earth Wind & Fire, Will Downing, Indie Arie, Brenda Russell, Diana Krall, Norah Jones, Temptations, Gypsy Kings, Van Morrison, Freddy Cole Santana, Lizz Wright, Diana Ross, concerts anywhere in the world.
Paint in Provence. Catch the couture shows in Milan. Party all night in Prague. Wander the streets of Vienna.
Take the Orient Express from Paris to Istanbul.
Live in a Riad in Morocco.
Take morning prayers at the Grand Mosque in Abu Dhabi.
Visit and pray in Jerusalem and
Sit outside of where the Ark of The Covenant is stored in Ethiopia.
Camp under the northern lights.