Today started pretty much like any other. After getting my son off to school, the freshly brewed coffee promised the beginning of a great day.
Plunking myself in front of the computer, I noticed a message from a dear friend.
This gal is my childhood best friend. She doesn’t even live all that far away from me, yet we rarely see each other. Just… life took over. I was pleased to note, she’d be driving through my little town on her way home and wanted to see if I had time to hook up.
I put on a big ‘ol smile. I had plans to get busy on some new project that I hadn’t even deemed what yet, so yeah, I sure did have time!
I had a chat with myself last week. I’ve been telling too many for too long that I’m ‘too busy’. But since doing the Michaels Hometalk Event and the Expo workshop, it’s obvious that people in person need to be a part of a good busy. And there’s only one way to make that happen. You take the time to make the time.
We took in lunch at the local restaurant and just chatted about nothing really. Just stuff. But good stuff. It was wonderful!
But then the discussion turned to our work. I peppered my buddy with challenges… was she pushing towards something she loved aside from her ‘regular job?’ (seems to be my mantra lately… hope I don’t lose all my friends! haha)
And then the focus turned back on me. Was I doing everything I could?
I couldn’t really say that I was.
So we chatted about what could be done. Which led to the topic of workshops.
In a perfect world, I’d have this big ‘ol chippy white barn out back that was outfitted with the most remarkable workshop ever. You’d swing open the double wide doors towards the view, allow the sunlight to stream right on in, and then get busy on a project. And yes, this workshop would be big enough to host a workshop.
In the barn I don’t have. The perfect workshop no where in sight.
Thing is, hosting my own workshop felt rather intimidating. I’d want to do it ‘right’. But I didn’t really have the right support along side me.
And then came my friend.
She’s a creative type for sure.. one with MANY abilities that would knock you off your feet.
And event planning is just one of them… oh my gosh.
So we sat at that coffee shop table, and dreamed. Big. Very big. What if we did this and this and this and maybe even that.
And that’s when a lightbulb hit. There was this house and cabin on the river just up the road from me available for rent. I found it last year by ‘accident’. I was just driving by and noticed the sign buried in the bushes. So I drove up the driveway to inspect.
I met up with a large group of men milling around a fire pit outside. It appears they were having a men’s weekend retreat at this place. I was intrigued. I mean, this place is AMAZING. And it’s on a river!
So I tucked this one away for another day not knowing if I’d ever see it again.
Today, I took my friend to ‘my’ little dreamy house and cabin on the river. Just to look. And to dream. And to maybe even dare to think something amazing could be hosted here. By us! A junker’s weekend perhaps? Various workshops? Retreat style of course!
Honestly, we haven’t even priced this place. It’s lovely. And probably way too much $. But the point is, we got off our chairs and are building some dreams. And even though they’re still in pipe dream stage, and we may have to start much smaller, isn’t starting really where it’s at anyway?
Some people are quite simply meant to hook up. And I do believe, somehow, someway, you may see us again, together in some capacity.
At the very least, we challenged each other to bring a few of our favourite things to the restaurant to sell next week… how’s that for a start?
Dreaming big with a friend turned a little spark into a roaring bonfire! Now imagine if we took ourselves seriously…
Do you have a friend you run your dreams by?