Our mind is the farmland and we are the farmers. We plant our thoughts, water, feed and nourish them until we see the evidence.
But, what if we the farmers did not tend to our farmland? We did not water, feed or nurture the land filled with our dreams? What if we recognized the weeds of negative thinking growing and choking out the dreams we planted yet, took no action? And, what if we just sat back while our farmland of dreams turned barren?
What will we the farmers decide? If our dreams are only wishes, then no further action is needed.