The mind does not distinguish between reality and conviction, and that is our superpower.

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It would be hard to say how many times I've woken up from a dream with an emotion so vivid that it takes me a few seconds to process the fact that I am awake, and no longer in that alternate reality. I say reality because if it wasn't for my years of experiencing lucid dreaming, reading about it, connecting with fellow dreamers and "working" through the sensations that arise from these, I would live in a perpetual enmeshment of dreams and real events, with the lines so blurry it all feels like drifting on an ever expanding swamp.

When I talk about "dreaming big", the semantics holds a different meaning. Since I was a little kid, I have been dreaming non stop, both asleep and (partially) awake. I learned to fly in a dream with my grandmother when I was 7, showing her how I had practiced levitation, telling her not to fear! We are in a dream; we can have fun with it. If it hurts, we wake up! It's that easy.

With age came new experiences, new fears, anxiety began to seep in and gradually the show changed. I experienced sleep paralysis one single time (enough to be spooked for years) and shortly after, in my early twenties came the involuntary astral projections. Those were...scary at first. Exhilarating later. Unsustainable in the long run. I would have to write another entry just on that to cover the depth of these travels.

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What do I do with all of these dreams? How much of this can my brain store?

Having overactive dreaming tendencies can be frustrating if you're trying to get deep, unbothered rest, but for me it has also been incredibly transforming. It has shown me parts of myself that otherwise would've been harder (or taken longer) to access, it's gifted me new landscapes of powerful creative inspiration, and a lot of emotional work has been boosted through these nightly insights. I continue to heal from trauma and emotional grief by integrating these messages channeled at night, discerning carefully between what could be fear based projection and valuable knowledge. Three decades and something of sifting through what sometimes feels like mountains of scraps and finding treasures, I have become an expert scavenger.

I sit and look around me in this moment; how much is mere casualty and how much of this have I dreamed into existence? I am living a life I dreamed about so many times, and. am aware this version of me has never existed before. I dare to imagine the next version of myself, to add details to this image; what does it feel like to be her? What projects is she working on? Who is she sharing her life with?

So if something is already feeling so real in my mind, what steps do I need to take to bring this into your reality? What resources, tools, talents do I have today? I make an inventory of my current situation, and begin to map out in my mind the roads I could take in these next six months to continue enhancing my life.

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Dreaming...with direction.

Scattered dreams make for messy foundations.

First, it begins with a hunch or an intuition. Some people call it an "a-ha!" moment, for some of us the idea came through a dream. It has rough edges, it is still more of a blob than a shape and hasn't fully come into focus, but it's there. The seed has been planted; what you have seen you can't unsee.

Next, comes action and structure. For me, real action came when I quit my full time job to follow this intuition, and quickly I realised no one was going to come and build this for me. No matter how much support I get from my network of loved ones and how much they inspire me, it was completely up to me to make this happen. But...what exactly was it I wanted? How could I visualise a desired outcome, if I was walking down a new path but leaving so much up to chance? So hesitant to add details, in fear of disappointing myself.

I tried so many different approaches to creating a solid structure; I failed and succeeded and failed again, charged way too little for big projects, chewed off more than I could bite with others. It was in those failures that I learned the most; I still look back on some of those "flops" and send them quiet gratitude for being enormous teachers.

"What's your favorite kind of client to work with?" I got asked the other day. And for the first time in my life, I had a clear, heartfelt answer. A year or two ago my answer would've probably been vague "...what do you mean, we get to pick favorites? Isn't the paying client the best client?". What a surprise when I learned over time that we choose and attract the kind of client we want, as much as they do us.

The perfect client for you is the one that aligns with your vision, who inspires you, a client who's mission you believe in. Creating with them feels joyful, natural, and you genuinely want to see them succeed. It took saying "no" to lukewarm relationships to make room for more of those full body "yes!" that fill me with excitement and bring out the best in me.

Recognising this and celebrating the newfound awareness felt like placing the first solid stone in the construction of my own business. I had found direction.