Dreaming Aloud is Dead – A Declaration of Independence


Part of the cycle of creativity is death. A vital part of the process is letting go of the old.

Dreaming Aloud is now in its seventh year. I have travelled long and far from the young woman who started it in my twenties. I am now in my mid-thirties. And have on the pages of this blog shared the journey of my star rising from daring to call myself a writer to author of five books.

For several years Dreaming Aloud ran alongside a natural parenting column of the same name which both supported and constricted me. Two years ago almost to the day I made a gut decision to step away from Juno magazine – which led to the birth of Womancraft Publishing. This is the last step of that process. I have tried to avoid this. I have tried to make it right. It is not right. I have changed. Blogging has changed. I need to step out of this skin, this incarnation.

Every seven years every one of our cells is replaced. I am a completely different person to the one who started this blog.

The time has come for me to let go of The Happy Womb and my sister blog, Dreaming Aloud – to take the medicine of Burning Woman and release the old to make way for the new.

This space will stay for the time being, as a resource.

I have so often felt deeply held, love, supported and encouraged here. Let us take a moment and give thanks for what has been, dear friends. Please don’t freak out, or worry that I’m freaking out. This is a (slightly scary) but calm, happy release.

I can feel a new surge of creativity breaching with the imminent birth of my next book Burning Woman – I need a space on the internet that I can bring THAT voice, that energy, that creativity, that power to. A place that can hold and reflect me as I am now. That can integrate the energy and voices that I have brought to Dreaming Aloud and The Happy Womb… and move beyond them too. A place where I can be rooted in my own voice without feeling the need for apology.

That is still emerging for me.

So this is a line in the sand. A reclamation of independence.

This is the end… of this chapter, perhaps this book. Who knows how it will all play out. Each death takes courage that new life lies ahead.

New incarnations call my name – perhaps they will call to you, perhaps they won’t.

I’ll let you know I’ve safely arrived… Perhaps I’ll see you on the other side?

Thank you for travelling this far with me.




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  1. Molly

    I hear you and this is exactly where Talk Birth is going this year–I’m almost positive. Though, it is looooong weaning process…

    I don’t like it very much when people say, “I could have written this post,” but I feel like I could have, from the seven years (I started blogging at Talk Birth in 2007, so I guess nine really?!?!), to the twenties into mid-thirties, from “blogger” to “actually, yes, a writer” (that took me long than you!), to the shifting focuses (though still centered in/around women), to the letting people down (or not), to the multiple identities that no longer feel most authentic, etc…

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  3. riga

    Thanks so very much for all your blog posts and thoughts over the years Lucy, you are a funny, insightful, brave, creative and inspirational spirit and I look so much forward to seeing where you land.

    Much love, Riga x x

  4. Mo

    Thanks so much for all your posts; for the anecdotes, wisdom and humour you’ve shared. Blessings for your dreams for the future and everywhere they take you!xx

  5. Meg

    Brava, Sister! Such freedom in letting go! Thank you for being a living example and shari,g your process. I feel honored to hear witness to your evolution, and in doing so, my soul heals. Many blessings dear Lucy! Meg

  6. Emily

    Good on you! I have been contemplating similar but not sure yet. Well done. Looking forward to the next chapter 🙂

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