I’ve been having some wild dreams the last few months.
Like… the kind you wake up from and go,
“Yeah, I’m not sharing that with anyone. Ever.”
Too weird. Too gross. Too much.
But I did what I always do when something keeps repeating. I paid attention.
I started Googling, reading and asking questions. And you know what every dream expert agrees on?
Your dreams are truth.
Not literal truth – but emotional truth. The stuff you’re not saying out loud yet. The stuff that’s tapping you on the shoulder going, “Hey… we need to talk.”
And here’s the thing my dreams have been whispering (okay, sometimes yelling):
Something is shifting.
Not in a bad way. Not in a dramatic, burn-it-all-down way. Just… evolving.
So, the truth I’ve been sitting with – which might surprise some people – Is that I think I might be getting a little tired of bellydance.
Now, before you clutch your pearls – let me be very clear.
I’m not leaving it.
And I’m definitely not trashing it.
Bellydance is in my bones. It raised me. It gave me identity. It gave me SharQui. It gave me community, purpose, and a way to take up space in a world that didn’t always make room for me.
But here’s the honest truth:
I’ve been in this world a long time.
Decades.
And I’ve taught it. Fought for it. Defended it. Modernized it. Structured it. Systemized it. Made it accessible. Made it sweaty. Made it joyful. Made it make sense for the masses.
And I’ve watched thousands of people succeed because of it.
At some point, you stop proving something works… and you start asking, what else can this touch?
I’m not tired because I don’t love the work.
I’m tired because I think I’ve done the work well.
There’s a difference.
What excites me now isn’t just bellydance itself – it’s what it taught me.
How people learn.
How clarity creates confidence.
How smart repetition builds trust.
How structure sets people free instead of boxing them in.
Those lessons don’t belong to one dance form.
And to be honest? Not everyone wants bellydance.
But everyone wants to feel good in their body. Right?
Everyone wants to move without feeling stupid.
And I think that’s where my energy is being pulled.
Toward the masses.
Toward the bigger picture.
So, this Isn’t burnout – it’s expansion.
Now, this is the part I want to say clearly, for anyone who needs to hear it:
When you’ve taken something as far as it can go doesn’t mean you’re betraying it.
It means you’ve mastered it long enough to let it breathe bigger.
SharQui isn’t going anywhere. Bellydance isn’t going anywhere.
But I’m giving myself permission to stop squeezing everything I want to say into one label.
Because the work has outgrown the box.
And this isn’t just me
I think a lot of us hit this point.
Where the thing that once saved us… now wants to evolve through us.
Where staying exactly the same starts to feel heavier than change.
And your dreams? They start getting f*ing weird.
So here’s where I’m at… I’m listening.
To my dreams.
To my body.
To the quiet nudges that say, “There’s more”.
Don’t worry. I’m not burning anything down. I’m not announcing some big pivot.
I’m just allowing myself to explore what’s next. And without guilt.
Because if there’s one thing life has taught me, it’s this:
When something keeps showing up, even in your sleep, it’s probably telling you the truth.
With love, curiosity, and a whole lot of listening,
Oreet