The Recurring Dream About a Phone Call

I’ve had this recurring dream about not being able to make a phone call for as long as I can remember.

The setting always changes. Sometimes I’m in a strange house, sometimes a familiar one. The urgency is different each time — but the stress? The same. I need to make a call, and I can’t. My fingers fumble, the buttons won’t press right, or I keep dialing the wrong number. It’s like I’m stuck in a loop of panic. And every time, I wake up feeling frustrated. Like I’m frozen in a moment that won’t let me move forward.

But last night, something shifted.

The dream started the same. I needed to call my best friend, Sierra. I fumbled through the motions like usual — dialing, redialing, messing it up. But instead of spiraling, I did something different. I clicked the side button on my phone and said, “Hey Siri, call Sierra.”

And… it worked.

The call was being made. Just like that. It was such a simple moment — almost funny, really, especially because I don’t even use Siri in real life. But in the dream, it felt like a quiet breakthrough. Like my subconscious found a workaround.

That tiny change has been on my mind all day. Because honestly? I think that dream meant something.

Lately, I’ve felt more motivated than I have in a long time — especially with this blog. For years, I dreamed about creating a space like this. I talked about it, journaled about it, imagined it a million times in my head. But now? I’m finally doing it.

Not perfectly. Not all at once. But I’m showing up, step by step, in the direction I want to go. The direction my family needs me to go. And for the first time in a while, it doesn’t feel like I’m swimming upstream. I’m flowing with it.

I’ve also been exploring new opportunities in other areas of life — ones I used to resist or avoid. Looking back, I’m not even sure what I was afraid of. Failure? Change? Actually getting what I wanted and not knowing what to do with it? Whatever it was, it kept me stuck for a long time.

But now… it feels like I’m finally moving. Reaching. Taking action without bracing for impact.

It feels like momentum. Like growth. It feels like the version of me I’ve been trying to become is finally stepping into the light.

Maybe that dream wasn’t random. Maybe it was my brain’s way of saying: You’re finding new ways forward. You’re finally making the call.

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Motto of the moment:
Sometimes the dream shifts when you do.

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Have you ever had a dream that mirrored your personal growth?
Or felt held back by a fear you couldn’t name — until one day, you simply moved through it?

I’d love to hear how your inner world has helped guide you forward.

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