The Brave Dreamer Journey!

Dear Brave Dreamer,

Soooo… I have always wanted to blog! As in… for YEARS I have been saying… declaring into the air & for the ears in hearing distance to hear… that I, Sarah King, was going to start a blog! I even went as far as signing up & paying for the site at one point… I couldn’t even tell you what the blog name was anymore…!
But… for now… in this moment… here we are!!! The Beginning of my blog has come! *Insert loud ‘FINALLY‘ cheers*
Friends… its about time!

Truth is… I’ve been waiting. Waiting for the time, the place, the season, the feeling of ‘I’m ready and strong and oh soooo equipped to take this on’… I thought I would feel this going into creating my blog. The right colors & skills to make it look… Just! As! I! Expected…
Ohhhh Sarah Sarah Sarah….

A few weeks ago I had a pretty weird moment. I was in hospital with a very unhappy body, in particular a gallbladder that has been rudely interrupting my life with unpredictable outbursts of insane pain that saw me tag rides to hospital in the ambulances usually in the middle of the night a few too many times for my liking… It came out of nowhere with no warning & if I’m honest… I did wonder once or twice if I was facing my unexpected ending to the life I loved living…! FEAR NOT FRIENDS!!! They have found the culprit!!! A gallbladder with some rocker friends… but that in itself is a whooooole other story for sometime soon! ANYWHO… back to what I was saying..! I was in hospital after they had made the gallstone discovery, painting my days away as I love to do… taking deep breaths & trying to keep calm amidst a ‘twist in the plans’ kinda week… when I found myself reminiscing on the anniversary of my ‘4 years ago, you travelled to America by yourself on a life changing trip’ memory… WOAH!!! Talk about a trip… in so many ways!!!
It got me thinking… 4 years… 4 years of dreaming, of Brave Dreaming, of trusting, of Deep Trusting… Of setbacks and leaps forward, of learning, lazing, creating, feeling ready then backing down… of speaking out then hiding away… of a rude pandemic & the worldwide crazy that I would have loved to have blamed for my delay… but honesty told me otherwise. 4 years… of hosting a heartbeat that could have already been seen, known and nurtured yet was still being kept close and tucked away safely…
That trip to America, to my darling LA LA Land… the people, colors, love, community… EVERYTHING about that experience was life changing for me! I had travelled to the other side of the world in my wheelchair to a country I had never been to and knew no one there for a 2 month Arty Heart journey… and done it all with a foolishly confident attitude and heart wide open… and boy was I not disappointed! That trip alone proved to my heart that dreams are not just for dreaming but were kindly created to boost us into color-filled living!

4 years later… here I was, alone in a hospital room looking out of my window to the tall trees hiding me away from the world, a sense of relief for having answers from a rather brutal 18month mystery journey yet a heart heavy with disappointment at the feeling of defeat in not being able to push through & past this unexpected ‘spanner in the works’… the difference 4 years can make!
I have always been a Brave Dreamer. I preferred it. I preferred to spend my nights and days deeply dreaming about the places I would go and people I would meet in life, the adventures I would have, all the color & all the beautiful richness of THAT life… the Brave Dreaming life I had always longed to be my reality… & yet… there comes the time when you have to open your eyes to see the reality surrounding you. For me that has always replicated that of a dancer with non-working legs… a spirit like a lion being kept in a cage… a dreamer that is always being interrupted & woken from the sweetest of dreams… It can suck to say the least… but the beauty… ALWAYS feels worth fighting for!
Brave Dreamers is a deep heart beat of mine! I have carried it for longer than I have noticed myself & been living & breathing the story out my whole life. It comes from the deepest of deep desires to share the stories and lessons learnt in the journey, alllllll the tips & tricks, in hope of saving another from the deep pain and isolation that can be the natural result of a ‘born into trauma’ life story that life with disability… heck… life with ABILITY can present. Simply put, a testimony shared can be a life changer for another & I’m all about that… After all, in this day & age we are living in there is no lacking of lonely, suffering souls… Just! Needing! A! Friend!

So… why did I wait?! Why did I have to feel and see and know that it was all going to be as I had planned it to be..?!

I couldn’t tell you! haha. All I know is that against my rush to get started, to be in the hospital in the faces of those suffering & screaming my “THIS IS HOW YOU DO IT!” keys at them… doors opened then shut before I really had a chance to peek into them… disappointment was felt & the temptation to live in its camp was so very real…
I can only describe it as that understanding you get when you know someone who knows you reeeeeal well is looking out for you & helping direct your path… I believe in this whole heartedly! That is the only understanding my trusting faith can articulate… It wasn’t really the right time, although it felt so urgent… and I wasn’t really ready, despite my desired judgement.

But Now… Iam.
It just looks a little to a LOT different than what I could have seen.

See, for someone who desires to journey deeply alongside others within hospital walls, living that struggle of lifestyle, the unpredictable, unrelenting unknown of health out of your hands and plans that have no choice but to bend to creative alternative solutions… why I thought I needed to be in a strong, steady, predictable time I have noooo idea…! My life has never been this so I have noooo idea where that expectation came from!

The powerful bond built when one battling soul reaches the hand of another battling soul, only to make it known to them that they are not alone in the field… this feels like home to me! I daresay life will continue to be beautifully unpredictable… but creatively invigorating as I seek to see the ways in which I can use what is in my hands… or within their reach to show and share some lovin to another! =)
I ‘am forever learning what it is to navigate the pace of my own journey… from the dance of fast big dreaming tangoing into the tension of intentional careful stepping… & finding the balance of beauty in it all…

This is my journey.

Brave Dreamers… the vision is reeeeeal Big! And Bright and oh sooooo beautiful!!! And I cant wait to share it all…

But for now, in this moment, being present in this reality of mine, this beautiful, messy, sometimes disappointing but ALWAYS a gift of a realty what is in my hands to start with… is this Blog!

What an Unpredictable Beginning…

So here we are! The Brave Dreamer Journey! You can be sure I LOVE to write & for now, what I know is that the next few months until I get this cheeky gallbladder sorted, we will get to know each other in the much time I will have to rest and reflect…

Cant wait to journey with you!
Till next time Brave Dreamers,
Be You, Stay You, Love you!
xxx