

If you are a dreamer, come in,
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean
buyer…
If you’re a pretender come sit by my fire
For we have some flax-golden tales to
spin.
Come in!
Come in!
~Shel Silverstein: Where the Sidewalk Ends
A note from LoveLetterist:
This transition to handwritten letters
is slowing me down
and therefore,
opening possibilities.
I don't know who said,
"Never underestimate the power of an invitation."
Do you?
It reminds me of my friends Heather and Jeanne who invited me to my first yoga class
that opened a door
for me
to start transitioning myself into the
person I continue to
stretch into.
I liked your inclusion of Silverstein’s quote. Is “Where The Sidewalk Ends” also “Where The Wild Things Are?” 🤔
Calliope went on to say, “… Transitions are like shifting gears. To speed up or to slow down. Both serve us well.” Tal declares, “Time waits for no Muse! Let us break crayons together on our knees.”