09/20/2026
When we see a dandelion, we pick it up, close our eyes, make a wish, and blow.
But as I finished drawing this, I thought about how beautiful that really is.
For that one moment, we are grounded in a single thought. One wish. One thing we believe our heart wants.
Yet when we blow, hundreds of little seeds are released into the world.
Maybe we aren’t sending out only one wish.
Maybe each little seed carries something our heart and soul desire, even the things we haven’t found the words for yet.
And then we let them go.
Maybe that’s part of the magic✨
Even the things we haven’t found the words for yet...💖