When your heart is bigger than your bank account

...and my heart is huge.
My ideas come from my heart.
My mind does the logistics, but the heart pumps it up (literally).

I can see it clear as day:
- candles in the right places
- music
- craft and/or journaling supplies
- a sign leading to the cottage
- talking/doodling/writing
- fliers hanging in coffee shops, inviting people to come over

This is my idea of a small heaven.

Then the dreams get bigger and bolder.
Maybe a bigger house, and maybe more space, maybe more cottages...
...running a business that could fuel my soul.

Wake up your butterflies

It seems so simple.
I applied for a new job, and all the weight of the world got lifted off my shoulders.
I only applied.  I didn't get a new job.  After thinking about it I turned down an interview.  That job and money is not for me. 
I applied because I could.
I applied to show myself that I am not stuck in my current position.
I applied because I am the one making choices, not someone else.
I applied to let it be known that I am moving on, even if it's in a small way.
My friend called me after work yesterday, and she said "it's so good seeing you smile again." I told her I didn't know what it was, why I felt so happy, and she said "you feel free."
That's exactly how I feel.
Ever since I filled out an application, I am paying more attention at my current job, I am more involved, I am more present.
This might be normal behavior, but I know this freedom I'm feeling is because I am not stuck any more.
I see my goals.
I can feel them inside.
I can feel my body reacting with butterflies in my stomach. 
I think because I have worked hard for the last 10 years, I'm not delusional about things being easy, coming easy, going according to plan.  I am aware that I'll have to work harder, longer, smarter, yet all of that is what makes this so exciting.
I am excited about my future.

What is one small step you could take today to wake up your butterflies?