Dare to dream BIG

Fall is coming.  The evening temperatures are cooling, there was moisture on the winds when I woke and stretched my sleepy body that was cold from the inside out as well as the outside in.  Season change is something I make with effort, still hoping the cold will stay far enough away to keep wearing short-sleeves and sleep with the windows open at night.  My garden is still growing and I promise the beans 'There will be plenty of time (warm weather) to lengthen yourselves into thick long fruit!"  Tending and enjoying the daily joy of abundance from seeds that we have buried into dark, rich soil is in a very real way, the tending of joy and abundance that has been waiting for me after a journey of contrast.  One full year of increasing abundance is giving me the 'dare-power' to dream and allow bigger abundance.  I know the small, slow and steady effort turns pie-in-the-sky into pie-in-my-belly, and yet there is that voice that says 'And you are encouraged to dream of more.'

So after a few hours of sitting with myself after a morning of satisfying work and good writing I felt a longing.  Not quite 'bored' I sought to distract myself.  It worked.  Here  I am back to the woods and at the keys, searching for a way to express the daring it takes to dream BIG again, dream a new, and deliberately.  What would I have in this dream that moves beyond illness as a focus, and includes the goodness of a reassembled life, with more and better as the destination.  Let's try this:

when winter parks, i cannot have enough warm, dry, socks!

this winter, a just-right-for-us washing machine will be a dream long come true!!

this shower head of hot running water will be happening for us this winter, in our own bath house in the woods!

a face to face writers group gathering(something like this, with folk of all ages)
in a setting perfect for me is part of my dream coming true!

as I heal and grow better and better,
Waimanalo Beach is where Pete and I will be swimming and playing again in my dream coming true!

Big, better, better.  As I dream, believing it is on the way, I allow space for lots of socks, a hot shower, a just right for us washer, and swims in Waimanalo Beach.  OOOOOOh, I feel the warmth of those socks, gathering face-to-face with fragrance-free folk who love to write, that shower and the vibration of the gently swishing wash of clothes as we prepare to enjoy swimming and playing in Waimanalo Beach.

Are you making space for winter and beyond dreams coming true?