At times I feel as if I have been in a dream. A dream that is neither good or bad, or a dream that has come true. Just a dream of repeating scenes and misunderstood gestures of a woman trying to find her way. Complicated.
In this dream I have grown to know myself. Grown and fallen in love with the uniqueness of me. A me that before I did not recognize. A me that was floating in an existence that was familiar to no one, not even me. Now I see her. She has been there all along, lurking to come out and see. To begin a life that must no longer be ignored. It is time the dream becomes a reality.
This dream has kept me up at night trying to show me her. This dream has me being the greatest woman, writing, and bringing to life the things I desire the most. It is done.
No longer will I stand in the shadows of my own existence. I will be the driving force that rises from the other side. I will savour and capture every moment of this new dream. It has me alive and wanting more. I am the creator of all things. This taste of freedom is forever sweet. It has my belly full. My power to create will never elude me again.
DREAM BIG!
