There is something about seeing a place through a dreamer’s eyes. Any place, really. But, for me, I discovered this practice with cities. I have come to think it’s because I could feel the energy of big dreams compounding over generations and all of the people whose paths passed through. The buildings. The streets. The... Continue Reading →
Some Days, I Live to Work
I’ve often heard the refrain “Work to live. Don’t live to work.” While there is a lot in it that I can agree with, I’ve often heard it in response to me voicing my dreams of my Some Days and coupled with the message that, to aspire to find inspiration, joy and fulfillment in your... Continue Reading →
Some Days, We Have to See What’s Not There
What is vision, but a daydream? We grow up and add structure, new words like “pillars” and various acronyms but, at its heart, is the dream. Yet, we often talk about being a dreamer like it is a bad thing. Unrealistic. Unprofessional. Untethered. I am a dreamer. A daydream believer. And, I have come to... Continue Reading →