16/11/2025
Once upon a time, a dream wrote a fairytale for me: Two sisters lived in a kingdom of light and silence.
One wore the crown, proud, radiant, certain of her place.
The other stood in the shadows, unseen, holding a power no one recognized.
Then the earth began to tremble. The ground split open with a roar, and from the cracked soil rose an ancient Elephant, wild, erupting, undeniable. Its presence changed everything. The old order shook. The crown slipped. Something hidden woke up.
The quiet sister, the one no one ever looked at, was suddenly called forward.
The kingdom saw her.
The Elephant saw her.
She saw herself.
And the old Queen, confused and stripped of her title, had to face the truth: The age had turned.
The forgotten one was no longer forgettable.
Dreams do this.
They don’t just show us images, they reorganize our psyche into myth.
They tell us which part of us is ruling, which part is hiding, and which part is finally ready to rise through the cracks.
What part of YOU is stepping out of the earth right now?