Dreams... do I dare?

Saturday my sweetie little roommate asked me in broken English as we sat over the ocean, "Leah, what is your dream?"  I let out an 'ugh' and put my head down.  Coming up I said, "That is a good question."
It's sad when you realize dreaming costs too much and you've shut it down.  With every loss you feel it's one more dream that will never come true.  Wife. Mother. That career.
Sunday morning in my Jesus beach time- I played three songs by Michelle Tumes.  The third one was "Dream."  I am convinced by these two events, one upon the other, that God is wanting me to DREAM again.  It ties so deeply into my lack of trust.  Dreaming scares me.  It sets me up for disappointment.
I think of the Israelite's.   They were oppressed and in bondage for 430 years.  I have been through my own bondage and oppression.  But they didn't step out of that slavery easily or without a fight.  There was death involved.  Then there was more struggle in the desert.  They didn't just step right into the promise land.  It took time and breaking of an old (Egyptian) mindset.  There had to be a time of re-defining their identity.  Of purification and restoration.  A building up while they hoped and dreamed of the promised land.
God is asking me to dream again.
Can there be a promised land without the dream of it?  A Disneyland without the anticipation of Disneyland? Dreaming isn't something you can turn on and turn off.  It's something you have to allow yourself to do.
I know my God and I see what He's doing.  Once He starts something He is faithful to complete it.  So I know He's challenging me to dream again.  I confess it scares the living daylights out of me... but I know Him.  I get it.  It's the challenge to wade out into the water-deep into the water, past where I can touch the bottom or control what happens.  In over my head- trusting- that the direction the water moves will get me to where I am supposed to be.  Securely.  Safely.  With everything paid for, hehe.
What is my dream?
Do I dare- do I even dare to speak them?  They are so hidden.  Only One could know them better than me- and He's challenging me to bring them to the surface for light and life.