They Come a Long Way (dreams)

I’ve come a long way—internally, spiritually, emotionally.

And the truth is… I’ve been chosen.

Chosen to carry visions, to dream dreams that don’t come from ego but from something ancient, something divine.

There’s no pressure to “achieve” them because they don’t belong to me. They live through me.

And if I refuse to bring them into form, someone else will.

That’s how sacred vision works.

But I know the life path I’m on.

Every karmic loop, lesson, every ego death, every time I was humbled or hurt or overlooked    —it was all preparation. Evidence.

Proof that I have it in me.

I was too used to dimming myself to make others feel safe.
Too used to shrinking in the presence of unhealed projections.

But now I understand.
I was never meant to dim.

I'm no longer hiding.

I’m cultivating my own energy, learning to hold it without leaking it.

I’m allowing myself to be seen.

I’m learning that my voice matters.

That my softness is power.

That my light isn’t too much.

I’ve been told to shine even brighter, and now I know why: Because I was never meant to fit in with those afraid of their own greatness.

I’m here.

Fully.

And if you’ve read this far, maybe you are too.
Maybe you’ve come a long way.
Maybe you’re being asked to remember the path that chose you.
Don’t be afraid to embody the light you were once taught to suppress.

Honor it.