Another dream: I am in a public place, walking with a large, sleek tiger. It is pale in color, and very graceful and powerful. The tiger transforms into a small, thin boy. I look to him, knowing he is still the tiger, and say, "Hold my hand. A lot of people are afraid of tigers." His small hand grips my larger one, and he only says, "OK", walking beside me like a little blond buddha...
All this hoopla over politics and opinions... Are you tired yet? I know I am. I will drift away from it for now, having said what I want to say, and feeling no need to hammer on it any further. My wish, my waking dream, it that we will all take the time to check our facts, open our minds, and let our hearts play a bigger role than our heads in what we say to each other. Can we all get along? I think so. Those who would rather not should probably spend their time someplace else.
In response to whoever it was who called me "dismissive", I disagree completely. I'm being realistic. Those who won't buy my beads because I'm up front and honest are missing some great stuff, and there's nothing I can do to try to win them back short of being less than I am. I value all of my customers, past and present, but the truth is, I can't make all of them happy. An interesting thing happened this week. In the midst of all the turmoil here, I sold a record number of beads to a record number of new buyers. I don't know if there's a connection, but I do feel confident that things will balance out just fine.
So my suggestion is that we move forward from here. Anyone interested in hanging out with me is more than welcome. We have far to travel and I'd love the company.