Lucky me to spend the first part of February first exploring envelopes with some very special people. The envelope being a metaphor about opening up. Being open. Being aware of messages constantly coming our way that imbue life with meaning. So much love in that room. It felt like a valentine.
When is the last time you found a personal note peeking out of your mailbox? From someone who gathered paper, pen or laptop (and thoughts) and focused solely on dear, wonderful you? Well, there will always be correspondence to open here. Love letters from life, written just for you.