An idea.

An idea. 

A possibility.

Today, here in the USA, we give thanks. I am thankful for an idea.

I’ve spent ample time mulling, playing, tinkering with it in my proverbial garage. Some parts are taped together, while others are screwed in tightly and polished. I have taken it on test drives successfully. I have even sent it off into the wild to see how it survives. It did.  

This idea was simply to reconnect with that which binds us and to begin to shine the light on who we are and who we can be, inside organizations, communities, even cities and countries. It is a little idea in a very big, chaotic world.  It has a chance but not with only me holding onto it. It needs room to breathe and grow. It will need voices, friends, stories, contributors, and gatherings.

What story would you tell humanity about her if you had the chance?