How far does your imagination allow you to grow?

A journey through long forgotten dreams, self-sabotage and the Astrology of becoming. (written July 25 on Substack, reposting this now March 26)

I used to laugh at those that dare to dream big.

Not to their face - but silently in my inner mind.

Entitled, I looked down at them - how could they only be so naive in a world so brutal and obscene?

How could they hide in their childhood fantasies, thinking that one day they might become true?

Oh, how wrong I was.

Do you know these moments, you look back at a moment in life where you thought you’re so right, only to, one day see, how mistaken you were?

I was raised by a mother who always thinks of the obstacle first - never of the possibility.

I was raised on the countryside, where people can’t think further than what their neighbor did last night in the garden.

How could I have ever known that dreams are not only there to escape reality, but to actually create them?

But life wanted to prove me wrong - and so I crossed path with woman that had the wildest dreams and fantasies - dreaming up the wildest things, the strangest scenarios, the greatest synchronicities - all becoming true in the end - faster than I could blink.

It’s bittersweet to see, how I have created a mental prison on my own, limiting myself to only that what we think is possible.

I guess I shouldn’t blame me, nor my mother - but this world, that wants to narrow our focus to only what is in front of us.

I once was a great dreamer myself.

Always a book in my hand, drawing maps of strange lands, creating characters of my own fantasy novels.

But then puberty came and the world seemed to laugh at my dreaminess.

And in return - I allowed myself to conform and started to laugh with them.

I wonder - who was I trying to protect?

Dreams are powerful enough to create our reality - what kind of realities have I unconsciously built by denying mine?

And I ponder - what reality are you creating by denying yours?

What did you dream of, before the world taught you what is realistic?

Who did you always want to be?

I often think about that - the slow erosion of the true self.

When did it start? Why did no one ever teach us about authenticity?

Was it the sarcastic teacher? Or that dismissive smile of a friend?

Why do we fear disconnection more than we value truth?

I am currently in a phase of my life, where my previous self is crumbling, revealing the rusted structure I had built my personality upon.

I always wanted to be a writer, a dancer - famous and wealthy.

I had always seen myself as one day becoming someone important, someone that impacts the lives of others.

But that can’t be, can it?

The older I get, the more I see, how these childhood dreams weren’t just childish fantasies but pulls towards the direction I am intent to grow into.

I am not a dancer, not a writer, nor am I famous or rich.

But my purpose lies in creating from the heart, in telling stories, sharing my wisdom and knowledge, healing others through guidance and becoming my loudest most authentic self in the process.

And my childhood dreams prepared me to become exactly that.

I see it everywhere around me - those that dare to dream - but not big, not loud, not in a way that that dream might ever become a reality.

And so we end up only speaking about what it is we want - but we don’t take the necessary steps to get there.

We rather cry about our circumstances in the now, our helplessness, our blindness - all of that is easier than to try and actually fail.

And just like I had self sabotaged myself most of my life - I had to burst my protection bubble to actually step forward and become an active player in creating my dream.

I will never forget the words someone once said to me on a late August night, two years ago. I was driving my fleeting summer romance to the airport in my car, after we had spent four days together. And while we drove into the sunset, listening so music, he looked over at me, with a serious face and said: “you have a fucking amazing life, do you know that?”

To hear that from a stranger, a person that just heard a little about me, shook me awake. “I do” - I thought - and I don’t celebrate it often enough.

As human beings, we tend to always focus on what we not have, rather than what we have. We are creatures of comfort and routine, and what becomes part of our daily lives, often becomes an unconscious given.

When I allowed myself to dream again, I had dreamed up my dream life - without even realizing it.

And if you are someone who lets themselves being stopped by the realism of this world - I am now telling you - you can dream up your wildest dream too.

Leo season has just started, the North node sits in Pisces - & when there is one thing we are meant to do right now it is, then it is to find the balance between what it is that we desire (from our ego) and that which is truly meant for us (Pisces NN).And surrender to what appears in front of us - no matter if good or bad.

It is only four more weeks until Saturn retraces its step and will slip back into Pisces - for one last time. And with that we are embarking into the last chapter of Saturn moving through the archetype of Pisces - while the North Node simultaneously is in Pisces.

Pisces is the archetype of dreaming.

Of dissolving the boundaries between that which is fantasy and that which is real. It’s romanticism. A soft glimpse of paths waiting to choose you, rather than you choosing them.

This year is not a time to chase.

But a time to wait and receive.

And that is honestly the harder task.

It’s so easy to run behind a goal that is seen as worthy by those around us. It’s quite the different story if we choose to walk a path that no one else sees.

If there ever has been a time to create your reality through dreaming - it is now.

Saturn in Pisces wants us to build something real out of our dreams.

But before we can do that - we have to allow ourselves to dream BIG.

So let this be your quiet permission to dream up your wildest version of self and your most abundant life. Let your vision overwhelm you. Let it feel unreasonable, irrational - even impossible. That’s how you’ll know it’s alive.

See which of those dreams stay with you.

Those that still feel true by February 2026 are the ones meant for you.

That is where the dreaming ends - and the building begins.