Rachael and I spoke a lot last week about the sensation that I have outgrown many facets of my life.
This morning, I wrote a letter to myself; to an old dream for my life that I have been holding hostage, which has now completely out grown ME, and is taking up way too much space in my body.
Dear Sweet Little Dream, It is time to let you fly. I have held you captive for far too long, for fear that if I let you go, you might never return. But with all the good will in my heart, and with all the best wishes, I release you. And I release me. I release us both, with love. I know that if we are meant to be together again, that I will find you or you will find me, once more, because there is no greater force than that of love. It was love that first brought us together. And now, my sweet little dream, it is time to fly away…to be free, and to move on so that we may return to one another with triumphant jubilation, if and when the time is right. Signed, Your loving captor-no-more; Morgan
My Dream responded:
Dear Morgan, Oh thank you thank you thank you for setting me free! I have been trying for years to break free from inside of you so that I may grow and evolve to match the rest of the phenomenally beautiful creature that you have become. That feeling of ‘squirming and wriggling like a worm on a hook’ that you have been feeling; that has been ME, attempting to sky rocket out of you so that I may finally stretch my wings and show you what a beautiful creature I have grown into. You do not need to send me away, dear friend, as I am YOUR dream and will forever encompass all that you might ever desire to be, but you DO INDEED –YES!- need to release me. Set me free from the harness by which you have been holding me captive. The part of you that can’t breathe; that is me- having out grown my surroundings (your insides) and having no place to go. The expansion that you have been experiencing in your belly…that is me; a new dream, a new baby waiting to be born. So let me come. Let me happen. Invite me into the bright lights of day in the outside world so that I may share myself with all parts of you and everything and everyone around you. Let me free so that you may see how beautiful I am- how beautifully you have created me to be. It is time, almost. Almost time. You will know when to start pushing because your body will not be able to do anything else. I am fully grown, and I look forward to meeting you face to face. Thank you for carrying me for all this time.