Lost In The Dream

If there were a biography about you, what would the title be?

 A Life of Self-Discovery and Transformation :

The title “Lost in the Dream” may seem a bit paradoxical, but for me, it accurately describes the essence of my life’s journey.

As I reflect on my experiences, I feel that this title is fitting and I imagine it to be similar to a lost puzzle piece, once found, can complete the puzzle.

Growing up, I was a child with a vibrant imagination, I often escaped into fantastical worlds full of utopian societies constructed with 5D ideals, of my own creation.

While my imagination served me as a source of comfort and inspiration, it also made life somewhat challenging for me. I had difficulty connecting with others and navigating the complex nature, of the real world. I often felt like I was living in a dream, detached from the world around me yet, very much a flesh, blood and bones, part of it. 

As I entered my teenage years, this illusionary sense of disconnection continued to exist. I struggled to form meaningful relationships, and when I did, I found myself drawn to people, who were unavailable to me and often my love was not returned.  I felt as if I was searching for a sense of validation and love in all the wrong places and this was more truth than fantasy. I felt like was lost in a dream of idealized love and relationships.

As I joined together the dots in this pattern of behaviour, I allowed it to continue well into my adult life. I struggled more and again I attempted to find my place in the world.

I most definitely needed to define myself and my purpose. I felt like I was drifting through life on a loosely secured raft , without direction or an anchor to hold me to my path of travel. I often felt trapped in this never-ending dream. I believed that I was unable to wake up to reality. I refused to see the obvious truth.

However, as I approached my thirtieth birthday, something shifted within me. I had to accept a life without being able to contribute to life, in its most sacred way, there would be no children for me. I had to be honest with myself and face the truth, head on. I had to find another way to make my life matter.

I began to take responsibility for my actions, my emotions and the space I that inhabited on this planet.

I began confronting the patterns and behaviors that had held me back, for so long. It was a painful and difficult process, but it marked the beginning of my journey towards self-discovery, self compassion and transformation.

I ultimately realized that life was short, and that I had a choice to make. I could continue to drift through life, lost in my dreams, or I could take action, pursue my passions, and make a meaningful impact on the world.

The title “Lost in the Dream” may have once described my life, but it no longer defines me. Instead, it serves as a reminder of the journey I’ve taken, the lessons I’ve learned, and the growth that I had experienced. I am no longer lost; I am found, and I am living my best life with intention, purpose, and passion.