This was a great final prompt. What's next is always daunting, or almost always. But to fill in a sketch of the future with so many unknowns is a fun adventure. I kept having to tell myself it can be anything you want so I wouldn't shut myself down to only lentil size. I've seen this future before. It's always been there and it's always about more connection, more joy and unfettered freedom just "to be," minus all the chatter. Living in the wonder of the now. Thanks for this.
Not sure why, but for me, manifesting conjures up the feelings of greediness and a selfishness for concrete things.
Imagining feels more creative, expansive, hopeful. It is a kinder, gentler word, whispering a feeling more like an innocent child-like wonder, rather than the need for things. An awakening to all possibilities. Full of colour. Giggles. And awe. No judgement. No expectation. Just Unfettered Joy.
While sipping my morning coffee, I write this initial response to Suleika’s intro and Hollye’s prompt, and I have decided to take my daily walk in the snowy woods (full of wild creatures and Nature’s snow crystal art work) and Imagine this world full of childlike wonder and I will search for a Lentil-sized seed of an idea as to how all we vulnerable humans can live together in such a world of dreams.
An extra prompt, yay ! You rock, Suleika. I’m keeping this for a nice meditation alone tomorrow. So true, I oftentimes forget the power of visualisation, rewiring the brain towards new goals. This year, I really got the likes for tiny experiments. Staying consistent over something for 30 days is my kind of lentil-sized dreams. I keep track on my Magic Sheets, big static erasable sheets, they can stick anywhere I just love them. To me, everything is linked… the big dreams are tied with the medium and declined in micro actions. Even when they’re not, strangely, the dots connect down the road. I wonder, is it the same for you ?
I wrote the word "able" multiple times....hmmmm, being in my 70s now I value being able to do for myself and others. Short answer, be in community, interdependent, and thriving.
Rudderless is a very dramatic word explaining one’s life. I’m happy, have met new friends, joined yoga, Pilates, joined a bowling team and volunteer at a humane society and my 2 cats are with me.
Sounds like I’m very busy and maybe you’re thinking where does the thought of rudderless come in.
I moved back to Illinois after living in California for almost 50 years.
Most of my siblings live near me now however I’m without my husband of 38 years. He passed away in 2021 which is the real reason I moved back to Illinois. I loved California but it was too difficult to stay out there without him.
So after having 2 very full time employment positions I am very retired now.
So my thoughts about being rudderless seem somewhat selfish but I’m thinking it’s an honest thought for someone and now my rudder has changed course.
Thankfully after sharing my thoughts I feel better and less rudderless. ❤️❤️
The loss of your spouse, and a move back to Illinois, an old home. Definitely a lot of big changes, and I love how you are finding some places to ground. Thanks for writing this.
The 30 Days Writing Project really was an excellent start to the year, I found myself just clicking back to this page almost reflexively sometimes, read another comment here or there, and more often, each day had me thinking of deeper things, of others' perspectives, of my own, of how to dream up better aspects to my own days, better balance, more trust in myself...
Ended up so much more than I thought when it began.
Thank you so much, all who joined in writing and responding, and Carmen, Holly, other prompt givers, special guests including Jon... and the alchemist (if I may say), Suleika. Thank you!
Now on to today. May you all find bits of your dream life showing up in your days.
I joined the challenge and today for the first time opened the substack. I did however write from two prompts in my brand new Christmas journal, a gift from my daughter. The first randomly selected on Fear and the second a search after a night of fever dreams (have been sick with a cold), about dreams and came to this exact prompt. I love this idea and even tried to shrink it to my needs by writing about what I want today to look like, feel like, and who I want to spend it with. So fun! Thanks for being here.
This community has saved me, my soul, my being so deeply sad. And now that Im in here for the rest of my days, well then. Here is the gift , you and Jon….and music:
Mumford and Sons performed at a summer music festival, not sure what that date was … Marcus introduced Jon and before I saw him, I saw his accordion….and that made me so happy to see the affect that Jon has on Marcus as deep friends, and the song AWAKE MY SOUL…well i bawl my eyes out every single time, so does my own husband, Frank.
I made a muji ink drawing of Jon’s accordion, and i want to show it here. But i cant figure out how….
I will try so hard to learn how because I would dearly love for you and Jon to know that you two have made a difference in my life.
I have so much to feel hopeful for. I don’t wish to talk about me just now. I want to talk about you, Suleika and to your beloved Jon. The LOVE you two share and hold space for with and for each other, has been a privilege to feel and to witness.
So I made a drawing that I’d like to share, as well, I found a trade paper back copy of Between Two Kingdoms at my local Thrift Store, which donates ALL proceeds designated to the purchase of specific and very expensive medical equipment. This week, I learned that they have almost covered the cost of a brand new MRI !!!! In our local hospital, in Ladner BC. The Delta Hospital saved my husband’s life, and my Mama-in-Laws life….so anyway….
As a musical musician singer, I have the grace to be so in love with an expanse of musical genres. My first course at uni when I was an older student, (was told i was not
I love this prompt and have done it several times since reading A Book of Alchemy, but also find that I become frustrated with myself as I'm writing on it - like I can't get the vision specific enough? I know that is silly. So I try to concentrate on the feelings of love and kindness and security that are generated when I write on it because that would be my "perfect" day.
Thank you for all the effort that went into the 30-day challenge, it was much appreciated!
“A Day in the Life of My Dreams,” I love this prompt . It is what I needed this Sunday! I have been away from this site for a while due to busyness with family, holidays and living in a deep freeze here in the Chicagoland area. Some days I am overwhelmed with the "current events" of the day in our country. It truly takes a toll on my spirit. Then I remember "the helpers" as Mr. Rogers mother used to remind him to do during times like these. I am a retired nurse and clinical social worker which kept me active in the world of"helpers". In my mid-seventies now I am going to give my self the luxury of examining and writing down some dreams of mine...realistic or not...my glass has always been "half full" for which I am extremely grateful. xol
This was a great final prompt. What's next is always daunting, or almost always. But to fill in a sketch of the future with so many unknowns is a fun adventure. I kept having to tell myself it can be anything you want so I wouldn't shut myself down to only lentil size. I've seen this future before. It's always been there and it's always about more connection, more joy and unfettered freedom just "to be," minus all the chatter. Living in the wonder of the now. Thanks for this.
Sunday, February 1, 2026
Dream Sorting - Imagine a Day in My Life
I like the word imagine better than manifest.
Not sure why, but for me, manifesting conjures up the feelings of greediness and a selfishness for concrete things.
Imagining feels more creative, expansive, hopeful. It is a kinder, gentler word, whispering a feeling more like an innocent child-like wonder, rather than the need for things. An awakening to all possibilities. Full of colour. Giggles. And awe. No judgement. No expectation. Just Unfettered Joy.
While sipping my morning coffee, I write this initial response to Suleika’s intro and Hollye’s prompt, and I have decided to take my daily walk in the snowy woods (full of wild creatures and Nature’s snow crystal art work) and Imagine this world full of childlike wonder and I will search for a Lentil-sized seed of an idea as to how all we vulnerable humans can live together in such a world of dreams.
I really like the feeling I get when you say, "an awakening to all possibilities." It opens up the playing field. Thank you Pat.
An extra prompt, yay ! You rock, Suleika. I’m keeping this for a nice meditation alone tomorrow. So true, I oftentimes forget the power of visualisation, rewiring the brain towards new goals. This year, I really got the likes for tiny experiments. Staying consistent over something for 30 days is my kind of lentil-sized dreams. I keep track on my Magic Sheets, big static erasable sheets, they can stick anywhere I just love them. To me, everything is linked… the big dreams are tied with the medium and declined in micro actions. Even when they’re not, strangely, the dots connect down the road. I wonder, is it the same for you ?
I'm drawn to "magic sheets." What are they? Any photos? Thank you.
I wrote the word "able" multiple times....hmmmm, being in my 70s now I value being able to do for myself and others. Short answer, be in community, interdependent, and thriving.
Somehow my comment got lost...I hope you can find it.
Mary Helen Fernandez Stewart
Rudderless is a very dramatic word explaining one’s life. I’m happy, have met new friends, joined yoga, Pilates, joined a bowling team and volunteer at a humane society and my 2 cats are with me.
Sounds like I’m very busy and maybe you’re thinking where does the thought of rudderless come in.
I moved back to Illinois after living in California for almost 50 years.
Most of my siblings live near me now however I’m without my husband of 38 years. He passed away in 2021 which is the real reason I moved back to Illinois. I loved California but it was too difficult to stay out there without him.
So after having 2 very full time employment positions I am very retired now.
So my thoughts about being rudderless seem somewhat selfish but I’m thinking it’s an honest thought for someone and now my rudder has changed course.
Thankfully after sharing my thoughts I feel better and less rudderless. ❤️❤️
Brave woman on an new adventure. Let the rudder take you wherever....
The loss of your spouse, and a move back to Illinois, an old home. Definitely a lot of big changes, and I love how you are finding some places to ground. Thanks for writing this.
The 30 Days Writing Project really was an excellent start to the year, I found myself just clicking back to this page almost reflexively sometimes, read another comment here or there, and more often, each day had me thinking of deeper things, of others' perspectives, of my own, of how to dream up better aspects to my own days, better balance, more trust in myself...
Ended up so much more than I thought when it began.
Thank you so much, all who joined in writing and responding, and Carmen, Holly, other prompt givers, special guests including Jon... and the alchemist (if I may say), Suleika. Thank you!
Now on to today. May you all find bits of your dream life showing up in your days.
I joined the challenge and today for the first time opened the substack. I did however write from two prompts in my brand new Christmas journal, a gift from my daughter. The first randomly selected on Fear and the second a search after a night of fever dreams (have been sick with a cold), about dreams and came to this exact prompt. I love this idea and even tried to shrink it to my needs by writing about what I want today to look like, feel like, and who I want to spend it with. So fun! Thanks for being here.
I could help you fill a day
Sent before finished agian, so sorry !!!
La…anyway….
I wish you all LOVE and PEACE and HEALING
This community has saved me, my soul, my being so deeply sad. And now that Im in here for the rest of my days, well then. Here is the gift , you and Jon….and music:
Mumford and Sons performed at a summer music festival, not sure what that date was … Marcus introduced Jon and before I saw him, I saw his accordion….and that made me so happy to see the affect that Jon has on Marcus as deep friends, and the song AWAKE MY SOUL…well i bawl my eyes out every single time, so does my own husband, Frank.
I made a muji ink drawing of Jon’s accordion, and i want to show it here. But i cant figure out how….
I will try so hard to learn how because I would dearly love for you and Jon to know that you two have made a difference in my life.
Sorry, hit send too quickly !!!
I have so much to feel hopeful for. I don’t wish to talk about me just now. I want to talk about you, Suleika and to your beloved Jon. The LOVE you two share and hold space for with and for each other, has been a privilege to feel and to witness.
So I made a drawing that I’d like to share, as well, I found a trade paper back copy of Between Two Kingdoms at my local Thrift Store, which donates ALL proceeds designated to the purchase of specific and very expensive medical equipment. This week, I learned that they have almost covered the cost of a brand new MRI !!!! In our local hospital, in Ladner BC. The Delta Hospital saved my husband’s life, and my Mama-in-Laws life….so anyway….
As a musical musician singer, I have the grace to be so in love with an expanse of musical genres. My first course at uni when I was an older student, (was told i was not
Hitting send happens on the sub! I usually have to go and edit and resend as well. Don't know why this happens when I'm not even done thinking!
I love this prompt so much and have
I love this prompt and have done it several times since reading A Book of Alchemy, but also find that I become frustrated with myself as I'm writing on it - like I can't get the vision specific enough? I know that is silly. So I try to concentrate on the feelings of love and kindness and security that are generated when I write on it because that would be my "perfect" day.
Thank you for all the effort that went into the 30-day challenge, it was much appreciated!
Thank you Suleika and Hollye. I enjoyed writing to this prompt and the photo is priceless.💕
May you have Big, medium & Lentil sized rest and restoration Sulieka. Thank you for your constant offerings of creativity, insight & joy. 🩷🩷🩷
“A Day in the Life of My Dreams,” I love this prompt . It is what I needed this Sunday! I have been away from this site for a while due to busyness with family, holidays and living in a deep freeze here in the Chicagoland area. Some days I am overwhelmed with the "current events" of the day in our country. It truly takes a toll on my spirit. Then I remember "the helpers" as Mr. Rogers mother used to remind him to do during times like these. I am a retired nurse and clinical social worker which kept me active in the world of"helpers". In my mid-seventies now I am going to give my self the luxury of examining and writing down some dreams of mine...realistic or not...my glass has always been "half full" for which I am extremely grateful. xol