Dream Delivery

To sleep or not to sleep... that is the question as I am up with inspirational insomnia.  To evolve and stay relevant is the other, and I answer by saying I am pregnant with a dream and like those sleepless nights before the delivery date of a baby. I am uncomfortable and restless as I anticipate my dreams arrival. 

Now, when it comes to my dream. I am PRO-LIFE, and choose to nuture, protect, and care for my dream as an embryo just as I will when it arrives full term. Life is good without it, but everyday we wake up to our buzzing cell phone alarm clocks and scurry to get to the next destination, leaving behind our inspiration and dreams on our pillows. Because we believe we have to wait until we get the perfect mate (business partner or investor), weight down (to remain an ideal size), and countless other things that keep us from taking the plunge.

But, tonight, as I experience inspirational insomnia...alone, in the still of the quiet. I am flowing freely with ideas, uninterrupted or distracted and focused on birthing a dream. I have been expecting for 8 years, I have been to all my check ups, I have revealed the plan and have made it through my contractions and labor pains.  I am up, in the delivery room listening to the heart beat. Tired, energy exerted and hopeful that this dream that is 2 centimeters dilates quickly and  speeds up to a fully dilated status. 

The birthing process is indeed painful, but with every contraction and simultaneous flutter of new life inside of me, I am reminded that my dream lives inside and I can not wait to meet it face to face 

I breathe a routine pant as I get closer to the delivery of my dream, and I can't wait for you to meet it too.