Holiday Dream Come True!

December 17, 2023

For most of my life, I felt like my ideas and dreams were too big, too wild, too much. And this was confirmed at times by people around me. So I did my best to shove them all down.

But I am trying to listen and be open. To see what may be possible.

In 2019, we visited Roc Holiday Village. And I was enamored with the winter igloos. I loved them. But felt being in one would never be possible for me. So I created my own version on my porch - which I still love by the way.

But it is not the same as being in something that has a clear roof completely surrounded by natural light or the stars or rain or snow.

This past year, two different people in my life (Reclaiming Melissa) taught me a grounding technique to help me regulate my nervous system where you picture yourself in a safe place. You visualize what it looks like, sounds like, smells like.

And when I do this, I have always pictured myself in an igloo. I’m surrounded by nature. I’m able to see outside of the structure and I also feel enclosed and safe. I feel cozy and I see lots of pink.

Because I can’t get it out of my mind, this year, I decided to try and rent one of the igloos at the village. When they sold out in seconds before I was able to get one of the available time spots, I decided it was time to make it happen.

An igloo was the only thing I put on my Christmas list. And I’ve been saving up for something special, I just haven’t known what until now.

I found the couch in Harrisburg, PA, the table in Penfield, the rug in Webster, the chairs in Perinton. The art is from MW Murals and says, “Each moment is not without its beauty.” ~Julia Cameron

Jon and I spent the past 24 hours making it happen with the help of our kids and Charles Parmenter Jr.

And tonight I used it for the first time with an amazing group of women who lift each other up.

It feels good and right. It feels special. A place to write and to rest. A place to just be.

I am in love with this creation.