To dream is not simply to find an answer. It’s not a technical solution to a problem.
It’s an emerging story. The creative chemistry between what’s in our hearts and how we imagine our world could be. Growing over time.
So the space we clear inside is like a garden for our imagination. What an amazing thought…
Walking through the woods this morning I saw the first green shoots of bluebells. When they come out it completely changes the woodland floor in a way that takes my breath away every year.
But they need enough sunlight to grow. Otherwise, they just remain dormant as bulbs in the soil. Sometimes for decades.
Let’s get gardening.