Sometimes we engage with a dream so deeply, that it guides us for months or even years. We make a change, we commit to some healing, or we set off on an adventure.
And then. Then we get there.
Maybe course is over now, or the draft is written or the trip is finished. Maybe the house is bought or the business launched or the big move made.
And then – what next?
We might have grown and tapped into deep reserves to get here – overcoming adversity, finding our courage, practicing perseverance. And in arriving we enjoy a rest, some peace.
But then, we get the itch. What is the next stage?
What does the next chapter look like?
Maybe we need some quiet space to hear the stirrings of our hearts.
Maybe from here we notice that we can see the view and ourselves a little more clearly than from where we started out.
We know that the culmination of the next dream wont be the end point either, just a new point, where the view is a little different, the tools in our toolkit a bit better honed, and our own character is a letter better known, worn and accepted.
Have you ever felt yourself in a lull between dreams? What did it feel like? how did you make space for the new dream to emerge?