Letter to a dream

Dear Dream,

I’ve carried you for so long.

In silence, in fire, in tenderness.

You were born from love — and from something greater we couldn’t name but always felt.

You held the vision of a life built from soul.

Of purpose that expands beyond the personal.

Of love rooted in truth, presence, and freedom.

You gave me hope when I felt lost.

You helped me keep going through silence, through waiting, through moments I felt unseen.

You reminded me I could turn discomfort into beauty.

That even longing can become creation.

And now — I choose something different.

I choose a dream that nourishes me and not only me.

That meets me in presence, and grows with shared breath.

That invites forward. 

You taught me so much.

You showed me my depth.

My devotion.

My capacity to love — fully, fiercely, without guarantee.

So I honor you - and letting you rest now.

Not with sadness, but with reverence.

Not with ache, but with alignment.

You were a mirror. A spark. A path that led me home to myself.

If you’re meant to return in a new form, you will.

With ease. With clarity. With love.

And until then —

I walk forward with my heart open, my energy intact, and my spirit free.

With gratitude,

Ioana

Given to the Earth