When The Dream Changes


“Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly.” — Anonymous



What happens when you actually get to live your dream?

I’m endlessly grateful for the soul sisters in my life—each one radiant, rare, and fiercely devoted to her truth. Watching them manifest their dreams has been like witnessing queens stepping into their castles: learning not just how to reign, but how to expand, evolve, and make it truly their own.

Some are still deep in the work of building their vision—laying new bricks, adding wings to the dream, evolving it into something richer and more aligned with who they’re becoming. Others have felt the quiet nudge of change and chosen to honor it, gracefully releasing one dream in order to follow the call of a new one. Neither path is better or worse—just different expressions of growth, rooted in deep self-trust.

Many of us were taught that we only get one dream—that we’re supposed to put all our eggs into a single basket and hope it comes true. But You do get more than one fairytale. More than one beginning. We’re here to grow and growth requires learning. What we learn shapes us—changes how we see, think, and move in the world. The dream changes us, and in turn, our dream changes.

“But the dream changes and so did I.”

Deborah Vance, “Hacks”, played by Jean Smart

During a full moon meditation, beautifully led by my dear friend Jenny Davis, I received a vision—one that has stayed with me ever since. I saw a radiant, feminine figure enveloped in a soft, translucent sphere of light. From her upper back, delicate butterfly wings began to unfurl, shimmering with possibility. At first, they were vibrant and full of life. But with time, their edges began to curl and fade, much like flower petals gently surrendering to the passing of their prime.

Then, as naturally as they had blossomed, the wings withered away. Yet the figure remained still, poised, and open. From the same place, a new pair of wings emerged—different in color, texture, and energy. They too opened wide, caught the light, and eventually began their slow dissolve.

It became clear to me then: transformation is not a singular event. It is a rhythm, a sacred unfolding, a continuous cycle of blooming and letting go. We are not meant to stay the same. We are meant to rise, release, and rise again. We are meant to have more than one dream, more than one blossom, more than one transformation. Death and rebirth are two halves of the same breath—inseparable and essential. Together, they form the sacred rhythm of life.

So, if the dream you once held close no longer fits—if it feels too tight, too distant, or simply not yours anymore—know this: it doesn’t mean you failed. It means you’ve grown.

Make space. The next dream is already blooming.

Reflection Prompt

What dream have you outgrown?
What new beginning might be waiting for you to say “yes”?


Tania Isaac is an experienced Spiritual Guidance Channeler, Pet Communicator, Integrative Energy Healer and certified yoga instructor who specializes in blending holistic modalities to create unique healing sessions. She is located in Santa Barbara, CA where she lives with her husband and their rescued dog Oreo. Her mission is to empower empaths and help individuals connect with their innate metaphysical and healing abilities. To learn more about her offerings, visit: www.taniaisaac.com