The Risk of NOT Sharing Our Dreams

And having skin in the game to make it happen

It’s vulnerable to share a dream.

What if it doesn’t work out and we look kinda foolish?

But what if NOT sharing our dream is more likely to thwart it, than to declare it out loud?

Maybe our voice needs to shake as we speak our dream aloud,

maybe our dream needs to hear us claiming it,

maybe this is how we have skin in the game: allowing others to bear witness to our articulation of it, so now, we can’t ignore it

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I don’t know about you, but this era of creativity feels different in my bones.

I’m sensing the very new energetic requirements to make our dreams actually happen.

The subtle realms have been nudging me to share a particular dream (where better to share than Substack? Comin’ up below 😉)

And what I’m sensing is required now more than ever before:

Cosmic vision + Community = Fruition

-Our dreams need others along for the ride.

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(My Subby friend

Elin Petronella

is a wonderful example of sharing her dreams and bringing us along for the ride).

Ellie Arie - Unsplash

So what are the risks of NOT sharing our dream?

1. We miss out on support

Yes, this also brings a certain vulnerability - to receive support, but the willingness to receive is worthiness in action. We get to surround ourselves, virtually or IRL with people whose energy not only says I believe in you, but -

I’M INVESTED IN YOU MAKING THIS HAPPEN

2. Self-doubt has more opportunity to highjack our dream

This is not to say we need others to affirm that our dream is viable or worthy, but we can mitigate the highjacking self-doubt voice when we have the very real voices of our friends, family or people on the internet who really get it. When we share our dream, we have more energy for creativity than destruction; instead of sabotaging the work, we are elevated by the energy of a shared experience.

3. Other people miss out on witnessing our beauty and brilliance and being inspired themselves

Our dream is daring us to inhabit our unique beauty and brilliance. Our true selves wants this and wants to witness the unique beauty and brilliance in others. Community is the wealth of this creative era we are in, and we have a cosmic contract with other like-hearted humans to hold each other to a truer, braver expression.

“There has never before been a You, and there never will be a You again, so if you don’t sing your song, it’ll never be sung” Emily Fletcher

Busting Myths about Dreams

• They say ‘Dream Big’ but I don’t necessarily agree. If a dream is YOURS, i.e. not inherited or conditioned, size is irrelevant. Stay true to the quiet voice in you, it’s more trustworthy than any other voice

• A dream does not need to be something considered noble or ‘of service’. Your service to the world is to honour the impulse of life force in you. Your unique expression is worthy of being honoured for exactly what it is

• It doesn’t have to be something entirely original, what comes through your channel is perfect for you and can only ever be executed according to your uniqueness

• Timelines are supportive of our productivity until they are not. We need adaptivity to work hand in hand with creativity

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Discernment Around Sharing is Key

It’s important to be sensitive to the subtle body, when its voice tells us not to share. Our dream doesn’t ask us to share at every opportunity, it asks us to share when there is an intentional space for it to be heard and revered.

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The Dream I’m Being Nudged to Share 💜

Many years ago, I saw a clip of Rupi Kaur on stage, in a stunning yellow dress, reading a poem from her first book Milk & Honey. Something whacked me round the face - envy.

Instead of enquiring into the envy, I judged myself for being a constipated creative!

Here was a woman who wrote AND illustrated her own book - whoa.

But what I didn’t yet fully acknowledge was - I wanted this!

When I first entertained the idea, years later, I told myself it was too fanciful.

Sure, I had an inner writer and an inner artist, but back then I was just a makeup artist with a Communications degree who barely wrote a thing. I didn’t feel worthy of dreaming this dream.

About three years ago, I’d forgotten about the Rupi thing, but I had an idea, I wanted to illustrate and write my own deck of cards. I shared this dream with my sister and began to plan out each card.

Then I lost heart. It didn’t feel alive in me and I wasn’t sure why.

I judged myself for not following through.

But losing heart was intelligence. This wasn’t THE dream I was meant to make happen, it was a warm up for the dream I would finally claim - to write and illustrate my own poetry book.

I don’t have a publisher lined up, I don’t have a deadline, but I have a living, breathing, pulsing dream which I am bringing to life, and this is a piece of my skin in the game-

the vulnerability of sharing it here with you.

Who do I think I am to do this?

An ordinary woman with a beautiful pulsing vision running through her veins.

A woman who trusts that her dream, and everything that led her here, is no coincidence.

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In three weeks I head to the UK, where I plan to play with the style of illustrations for the book.

This might sound backwards to some, like, shouldn’t I be writing the poetry first?

Nope, I’m following the quiet inner voice, which tells me, ‘get activated by the beauty of the visuals, trust the rest’.

Somehow, I have a distinct style of poetry, even though I’ve not written very much of it. When I begin writing a poem, something takes hold of me. I part channel, part construct a certain punchy, staccato-style that is brimming with heartiness and fire.

(Two of my poems: Mother & The Aching To Be Seen)

This is the style I’m almost certain will take hold, however, it could change. Whatever I work on, I trust the quiet inner voice that tells me, ‘No, not this, something else’ and then ‘Yes, yes, this!’

I wrote this very post from the voice of ‘Yes, yes, this!’

Thank you for bearing witness to my dream. It feels even more real now!

Love, Sarina. X

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I’m offering the Comments space below as an intentional space to hold and revere the declaration of YOUR dreams.

Let’s witness and support each other in daring to make it happen ⭐️

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Thanks to Claire Venus for the invitation to join herSparkle on Substackessay club. This is the 3rd of at least 24 Substack essays I’ll be sharing before end of Jan 2025.