I didn't expect this to happen...
I've been on a magic carpet ride of my own creation these last few weeks.
No surprise, on the other side of my 10-year biz-versary and the enormous transformation that happened in my world with the completion of my new office space - The Tree Haus last month.
It's, admittedly, taken me a second to find my footing.
Because something surprising happened over the 6 months it took to build it.
The bigger my dream got in physical form, the smaller I felt inside.
And for the girl who talks about dreams for a living - this was pretty disorienting.
It was almost like my dream, itself, was calling my bluff...
Reminding me that the process of preparing for our dreams and finding the current of courage to ENTER them...is not the same energetic.
It's the difference between dreaming about being on big stages all your life and when they call your name and you walk out into the light - you have to reckon with the the reality of the challenge before you.
Here's the truth:
For the last 10 years, I've been tucked in a 22 sq. ft room and then a loft I couldn't fully stand in while I worked in my business.
I built this thing in a room I could touch all 4 walls at the same time...and had to use a tiny table for a desk.
And then...
I had the audacity to build a MUCH bigger container for myself and my work.
As the project was coming to a close, I couldn't figure out why I was feeling so frozen.
And then it came to me - letting it stay small felt safer.
Being the underdog and proving I had overcome the challenge of being "under-resourced" was a familiar part of my story...a comfortable truth and in my former career a HUGE part of my core identity.
It was an easier position to maintain than the one that looks like claiming ALL of what I need to ignite my gift and share it in an even more meaningful capacity.
It forced me to ask the questions:
Who am I and what is my work asking of me when I'm full resourced and amply supported?
With every nail and board exactly where I chose for it to be?
With all aspects of my wildest dreams perfectly in place?
Without the story of "overcoming" as the engine driving me forth?
Now what?
It turns out - this is where the next chapter really begins.
And the unpacking and inner excavation work this experience has required has solidified this deep truth:
Our dreams are co-creative force, despite the intimate nature in which they arise within us.
We dream of our favorite song so the artist can write it.
We dream of our most beloved poem so the author can birth it into form.
We dream of the offer our perfect fit client is praying for.
Doesn't that just crack you wide open!?
Which means...
Building the Tree Haus was never just for me.
I believe you co-created her with me and every, single person who has been touched by this process and what comes next.
This is the real magic of dreams.
Every program, post and podcast along the way has had within it invisible dreams and desires calling it forth.
Which also means...
Your future clients are dreaming you into their lives as we speak.
Because we are never doing this alone.
And giving your people something to be excited about - their *literal* dreams coming true - is a holy thing.
Thank you, friend...
For co-creating this next chapter WITH me.
For helping me step into this space to STAND (literally) with my calling, my art and share it with you.
I am swinging the doors wide open to this lovely space up in the trees.
Throughout the summer, I am hosting intimate VIP Days and small group sessions for you to journey and gather and dream into your next chapter, unravel your most complicated challenges and craft your next world-shifting offer.
You will leave with a roadmap and the kind of breakthrough that changes the course of history for you, your business and the ones who are waiting for you.
I've got a warm mug, a fresh white board and a snuggly seat ready for you.
Consider the extreme exhale and strategy uplevel your business has been needing most.
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I can't wait to welcome you to the Tree Haus.
To your dreams,
xo
Amber