Dreams come true…

… but they don’t seem to last. I’m beginning to wonder if they are meant to?

I have been most fortunate to have had several of my dreams come true, from seeing my name on a book spine, having my books sold in bookshops, living in America, having a twin flame relationship, and having a studio in one of my favourite places.

But they have all been relatively short-lived, and thus relatively unsuccessful beyond the initial realisation. 

My books are in print, but my sales are low and I don’t receive much income from them. I only lived in America for 10 months, and now I see very little hope of even visiting there again, let alone living there. My twin flame relationship… well, went up in flames. And now after a year of having my studio, I am in the process of packing and moving, again. 

Which got me thinking, were any of these things supposed to last? Or is this pinball way of life just my path? Bouncing from one dream to the next, experiencing glimpses of the life I thought I wanted, but never fully settling into it?

Or is it that realising the dream is the easy part, but maintaining it, growing it, nurturing it, that’s where the work really begins. And that’s where I have typically fallen short.

Perhaps this next chapter of my life will be about the maintenance and growth of my neglected dreams, where I will look at where I went wrong, and perhaps finally experience the success that comes when you really give it everything you’ve got.

I plan to start with my books. After doing an event at a bookshop recently, where I met a few of my youngest readers, it lit a spark of excitement to return to writing the Magical Doorway Series, and get the rest of the books written before my audience is old enough to read the Earth Angel Series!

What is your neglected dream? Perhaps it’s time to dig it out and dust it off.