The becoming of a person is artful. Layers of brushstrokes on crisp white canvases, open for endless possibilities.
Two things in life I love: dreaming of who I want to be and hearing the dreams of others. Like love times a billion. Because life is a big white canvas and you get to choose who you are. You don't get to choose your circumstances, perhaps. You don't choose the home you're raised in. You don't necessarily get to choose whether or not you will be getting divorced or fighting cancer, but you get to choose who you are. You get to point your feet in the direction you want to go. You get to dream...and become.
So, welcome, to this little space of big dreams. Come in, sip coffee and share a dream with me...or 500. And please, whatever you do, prop up your muddy shoes on my ottoman and stay a while.