When I was little I used to play outside for hours, dreaming up imaginary worlds where the supernatural mingled with the mundane. Post college, I started to worry that I'd lost my imagination. I was living in New York city and I thought if I tucked myself in the corner of a coffee shop, whipped out the old pen and paper, I'd find my inspiration. But it didn't happen.
So two years ago, my parter-in-crime and I decided to drive across the country, ending up in a new city, touching a different Ocean. And here we are. San Francisco.
We started new jobs, falling into a happy rhythm. But it wasn't until over a year later, this past February, that the shift I'd been waiting to happen in my brain actually....happened. It sounds strange when I describe it, but all at once it was like a faucet turned on. This time, it wasn't supernatural worlds that I was dreaming up, but alternate, plausible realities for myself.
My well-trained, linear thinking brain was all of a sudden free to explore other paths. And I went with it, realizing if I could visualize something, let it crystalize in my mind, and believe it could happen- it would! And so I've started on a journey that has led me to generous, creative flower farming and designing friends.
The summer solstice is coming up this Saturday. I'll be spending the longest day of the year working, gearing up for a Sunday wedding in Big Sur with Studio Choo. And I couldn't be happier.