After the changes in perspective, expectations, behavior, and conduct — both toward those around us and, most importantly, toward ourselves — we reach a point in the journey where we’ve gone too far to pretend nothing happened, yet we’re still not where we imagined we’d be when we took the first step.
There comes a moment when the adrenaline fades, the body relaxes, and the mind quietly asks that subtle yet complex question: what will become of us from now on?
There’s no way back. Going back would be humiliating — it would mean admitting, to everyone who has watched your recent transformation, that you were wrong. It would be a confession of guilt for the “crime” of rebelling against everything that was imposed on you. And you know that the issue isn’t simply public humiliation or returning to something that never brought you joy. The real pain lies in merely imagining having to lock your soul back in its cage after seeing it shine and breathe so freely.
A breath of freedom — that’s what we tasted. And it was enough to feel, deep in the heart, that life can be completely different. The 9-to-5 office can indeed be traded for a small countryside farm with goats, chickens, and bees. The apartment can be exchanged for a cabin in a “pueblo” in rural Spain. The polluted air of the city can be replaced by the clean breeze of the sea.
The dilemma is that we’re still in the “can” phase. And as wonderful as it would be, there’s no magic that can transform reality in the blink of an eye. Our true dream — the private garden of the soul — requires daily building and care. Brick by brick, little flower by little flower, with constant vigilance so that those around you don’t step — even unintentionally — on your beloved seedlings. In fact, at this stage, strangers are not the problem. It’s the people we love the most who have the greatest power to hurt and destroy everything.
We are sensitive, recovering, like a mother who has just given birth — happy, in bliss, but fragile and in need of care and protection.
Our child — the real dream our soul revealed — now rests in our hands. It’s up to us to protect it, feed it, and nurture it so it grows strong, healthy, and beautiful. And maturity has already taught you that it’s not about making it grow to compete with others’ dreams, nor to prove that you’ve “made it.” It’s about allowing your dream to become a visible reflection of your soul in this tangible world.
Have a wonderful day tending to your dream.
With affection,
Marquis David
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