Big Dreams

Does one need permission to dream big? And if so, from whom?
Some seem limitless in their capacity to dream on unbounded scales. Some consider dreams a luxury the practical realities of this life do not afford us.
I refer not to those dreams which serve as an escape from reality, but those which serve as a precursor to reality. Down to earth people for whom dreams are but the initial schematic drawings of a down to earth future which has yet to take form.
I want to be one of those people. That much in my imagination does not currently exist, has no bearing on its potential to exist. Hence the danger of a permission mentality. I, in essence, give a vote to those who cannot yet see or understand what I see. Vetoed by the status quo—norms whose only normality is the ongoing absence of workable alternatives.
The question is not who will affirm me, but who will help me. Others are not life's referees, blowing the whistle and stopping the action when I break the rules, but my teammates and my partners, who are co-creating and advancing the future we have dreamed must now take form.