When your loved ones know you, they KNOW you! And they just might come home with a MEGA Bubble Blaster just for you. And they just might watch as your eyes widen and you squeal with delight. What an incredible gift, ma shaa Allah. All of it, really. I’m 45 (I can’t believe I had to Google my birth date just now to figure out how old I am! 🙈) and yet the pull of play pulses through my veins like wildfire. It ignites in me the kind of childlike awe and wonder that makes you dizzy with delight! It leads me to the edge of curiosity’s covenant with the unbelievably underrated unknown. I’m seriously blown away by the beauty of it all. I could have never known that well into my fourth decade I’d find what fuels my fire and dares me to dream and desire to dance in poetry puddles, reviving my radiance and readiness from the rubble of resistance. All I want is to shout from the mountain tops: COME PLAY WITH ME! I am so incredibly grateful for the work I get to do each and every day. Not just because it gives my loved ones an excuse to buy me the coolest toys ever, but also because I get to invite the bravest women I know to come out and play. And they do. They show up ready to take risks, to rise, to realize their potential no matter how many lies they’ve been told. No matter how loud the voice inside cries for them to come back inside and hide. These are women who would otherwise never know the freedom of setting sail to ride the waves of “what if?” Women, many of whom, for the first time get to witness their beings move as they invite their hushed hopes to come alive with pipe cleaners and golden glitter and water-coloured pride and the courage to whisper “I am ready to fly.”😍🫧💫
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