some brief descriptions of dreams I remember from the past week
testing the functionality on my scheduling platform
how to connect concept with design on a workbook handout
the little white filter balls inside my humidifier, and what happens when I add some random purple ones (woke up before I found out)
kicking cultural transformation ass with my future Grow Your Whole Voice team— truly a fabulous bunch
a BIG full moon, and somehow I heard the quiet voice of Rabbit* from it, only this time I couldn’t hear what he was singing yet so here’s his song from last April instead:
*and then, with gratitude, I found the full moon artwork of Christine Sioui Wawanoloath of the Western Abenaki, on whose ancestral homeland I live and create
