It was difficult to sleep last night. So many ideas jostling for position. So many possibilities. But rather than get up at 2am and write them down I managed to encourage my excitable self to get some rest.
Things are starting to take shape, moving from the energetic to material plane. I can almost touch the dream.
Not only that but I am not alone. This solitary dream has connected and merged with others to form another. A collective dream.
And the Me becomes the We.
Our collective is forming too and I can sense those energetic cords reaching out to touch the Spirits that will join us. Like the vision of the shop I see them shimmering in the horizon.
And we are almost ready to announce ourselves to the World.