"If you want to know where your heart is, look where your mind goes when it wanders." -Bernard Byer
Most of us are dreamers.
Some dream of far away tropical beaches with water as clear and blue as the sky, while others think of a beautifully quiet day watching puffy white snowflakes, sipping a hot cup of Earl Grey tea and reading in their favorite comfy chair with a slew of cats or dogs resting comfortably at their feet.
As we are only in the second day of January my dreamer brain is wandering to my next act of reinvention but admittedly I get stuck. It's easy to get stuck in the past, stuck on mediocre results, stuck on things/ideas that just didn't work, but I'm here to say let it go, it's the past.
My grand ideas, most of the time have been my diving board to my future endeavors. I just dive in and worry about the results after the fact. At this moment I am drawn to a large white room with nothing in it. I need to figure out what will go in this big white room. I sort of think this room is heaven like in appearance, in fact I dream about this room as it is my new palette and I get to play. Will I paint it a color, will it remain white, will I cover the floors, will I hang cool lanterns from the ceiling, will it be beach like in appearance or will it just be white, open, comforting and soft or a jarring cold white with zero personality?
We often get to think about our next move yet we don’t allow ourselves to wander and wonder.
This is where my dreamer mind goes. I’ve been told that I work on a shoestring budget and that’s ok because if I had a limitless budget I can’t even imagine what would happen. Being creative has always been the essence of me. I have always had to create a palace when I only have funds for a cottage but truth be told cottages are my dream. They’re warm and soothing to the soul. A cottage will always remind me of home.