it’s like a dream.

i’ve always had very vivid dreams…which was interesting when i was a (bratty, obnoxious) child because they would often result in fear-paralyzing nightmares that left me screaming and subsequently, cuddled up in my parent’s bed.

or wide awake in the early morning wondering how i went from being a fairy princess back to my regular life…as a princess in my own imagination.

i digress (and it isn’t pretty)…

several months ago, i had a dream about a good friend. i dreamt her boyfriend proposed to her. oddly enough, the next night he did. i hadn’t spent any time with him prior to that so the dream was as random as they come…

it’s been a common theme in my life: dreams.

approximately 6 months ago i had a dream about a guy. i don’t know who he was, but i know how i felt with him next to me. i woke up and wrote down my dream in detail (which i would typically share…but i’m holding back on this, some things are sacred). i don’t know who the guy was since he had no face, but i knew i loved him. and i knew that i wanted to stay in that moment with him forever.

i recently met someone (that feels weird/exciting to share). and soon after i had that same dream again. this time the guy had a face: his.

…which is unnerving to say the least. but simultaneously, oddly comforting.

if my past dreams are any indication, then great things are in store.

and are already happening.

i can honestly say i’m happier than i’ve ever been. beyond happy. so happy i need a new word for ‘happy.’

and excited that i’m fortunate enough to be living my dream.

to boot.

trust the universe.

i have been taught and re-taught, if you learn from your ‘mistakes’ (i prefer to refer to them as learning experiences…after all ‘there’s nowhere you can be that isn’t where you’re meant to be’) and keep an open heart you’ll get everything you’ve ever dreamed of…and you’ll see wishes can come true.

i firmly believe that when you make space for something in your life and are open to it, the universe will fill that space with whatever it is you need.

and you might find yourself happier than you ever imagined was possible.

a new story begins

contemplating.

i love the rain.

i love feeling inspired.

and i love any excuse to throw on boots.

here’s something very melancholy about the rain…and yet i find it soothing.

i’ve had gordon lightfoot on repeat. he’s a cynic. i like that coupled with the rain.

rain is good for inspiration. or maybe it’s sadness? the rain made me nostalgic…and yet much to my surprise, i didn’t get stuck in that emotion. i guess i shouldn’t be surprised. i’m not meant to be sad. but something about gloomy weather has always made me gloomy on the inside. today is an exception. and why shouldn’t it be? after all, i have pink rain boots. and i love having an excuse to wear them.

i wish i could stay in bed and write all day. i believe that’s what rainy days were meant for…reading and writing.

i’m contemplative today. and i like it.

engaging.

i went to an engagement party recently & for the first time in a long time i was struck by wonder at how perfect this particular couple is for each other. it’s rare to find someone you can tolerate on a regular basis, but seeing what these two share was beyond inspiring…i feel special and honored to be a part of their circle in this exciting time.

they are without a doubt, two of the most hilarious people i’ve ever been around. and they completely balance that out with their unwavering loyalty & completely solid foundation. it’s endearing.

i am positive they’ll keep each other on their toes & laughing throughout the years. and i’m thrilled that two special people have found an equally special partner.

i am well aware i’m getting waaaay ahead of myself, but i’m already completely obsessed with their unborn children.

a big heartfelt congrats to my lovely friend.

first things first though, convincing her it’s necessary to have me in a tutu pirouetting down the aisle at her wedding…