"Just living is not enough. One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower." - Hans Christian Andersen
Here we are at what seems like the beginning of something. Jamie has pulled together this group of dynamic, creative, inspiring women and it appears that we are starting here. The blog is up, the women are writing, and collaboration is in the air. And so it begins.
The truth, though, is the reason that I am writing here at all. The truth is that this all began months ago when the notion of a dream, like the soft wisp of a dandelion seed, found fertile ground in Jamie’s creative energy. She accepted it. She planted and nourished it. She worked really hard on it. And here it is, fully grown and incredibly beautiful.
How many times have you been given the gift of a dream seed? How many times have you felt the soft touch of inspiration? Dozens? Hundreds? And how many times have you accepted that gift with open arms and fierce determination? How many times have you grabbed it and planted it and worked your ass of to make it flourish? Dozens of times? Once or twice? Never?
I am guilty of dream neglection. I often accept the gift, scribbling it down so that I don’t forget it, and then close the book and walk away. There are an embarrassingly large number of dreams lying dormant in my care. But that is the beauty of the best dreams: they don’t go away. Energy flows where attention goes right? What dream seed it calling to you the loudest? Is it time to give it life?