I'm a creative and curator of dreams. And here are some that I've been collecting visually. You can see more by following me on pinterest!
I love to gather ideas and set up markers in heaping piles. I've tagged so many pages and written down visions on countless pages. But what if the time was not only one of keeping and setting up reminders, but also of releasing them into the world with our own breath alive in their wings? It'll fill them and send them into the wind, ready to accomplish and bring about whatever they've been destined to do.
Inspiration and input. It fills me and sends me on a thrill of pleasure, but my wings are not meant to stop when I close my journal pages. Neither are the pages meant to remain open in hope that catching passing glimpses of the reminders will somehow make them fly.
It’s not just about collecting those stones and adding them to our piles. Paint them, decorate them, and play with their groupings; but remember what their purpose is. They’re meant to be used and enjoyed and built into palaces and structures that only you envision. So gather those handfuls and loads of stones and start building. You’ve got what you need. The transformation happens in the building. And those vital, missing stones might just be hidden under the weight of those stagnant ones waiting to be moved.