i wish for all i want.

i want the deepest experience of love. i want my body to be strong. i want my mind to be sharp. i want to be surrounded by beauty. i want to sink into moments of simplicity. i want grand adventures. i want newness everyday. i want the comfort of the old and known. i want the means to fuel my passions and my family's passions and your passions and the passions of those who haven't had the chance to consider their passions. i want the tools to advance my craft. i want opportunities to connect and plane tickets and shared cups of  tea on dusty rugs in the middle of nowhere. i want a well seasoned home cooked meal. i want lanterns everywhere, especially above where i dream. i want my children to know the world. and to feel safe in it.  i want wool and silk and hand-stitching. i want throaty songs and campfires. i want wet, mineral rich soil and leaves and hot desert breezes. i want laughter so full it is silent. and bells. fermenting grapes. plaster and brick. wide old-wood planks and soft buttery leather. i want words and images that capture truth. i want the brightest blues and the warmest browns. infinite white and stars on the darkest night. i want loons calling and elephants trumpeting. i want growling and sighing. i want richness and vastness. i want warm waters and glaciers so big they glow aqua from far away. i want clouds that blow like lazy smoke and eyes that gaze back and tell stories. i want hands that hold and arms that don't hesitate to embrace.  i want salty sea and sunbursts. citrus, persimmon, and curry.  intricate inlay and gentle archways. i want half-moon in full expression. and a cracked-open heart turned up toward the possible. 

i want a life so full it's beyond what my mind can think of wanting.

i wish for abundance in every vivid detail.

and i believe i can have it. 

(so can you)