What if all I ever did was...

Hearing the prompt, I have a sudden knot in my stomach. Am I allowed to dream? If all I ever did was dream about what my future would be like, I wouldn't be focusing on my present life, which creates my future.

As a woman of colour, I feel my dreams were washed away. The Degree I didn't get to complete, the house i didn't get to own, the child I did not have, I could go on.

If all I ever did was look at what I didn't achieve, I would not see with my Spirit eyes, my Spirit heart, what is happening for me as I am writing this.

Reclaiming what was lost, is a process. Filled with grief, anxiety, exaltation, a hallelujah now and again.

If all I ever did was be grateful for each morning, for being alive and having an opportunity to make new and different choices, I would feel energised and blessed.

I'm feeling challenged by this prompt.

What if it's okay to dream again? Dreaming my new life into reality.

What if all I ever did was allow my visions to guide the way? Perhaps this is what I need to do.