This is to say…that my Art Motel slipped out of my hands for a moment and started sliding down hill. I felt myself losing my grip and the slippery sides (the sides made of glass that afford the spectacular views) of my motel started moving toward the hill. This is not good when it happens in the Finger Lakes Region of New York State. I mean…the hills are steep. I didn’t really let go of the whole building and all of its outbuildings and wonderfully sculpted gardens. I didn’t completely allow the gorgeous murals to mold or the fabulous wrought iron gate to rust or the whole glorious vision to rumple into a patchwork quilt like bundle at the bottom of a gorge. I just sort of looked away for a bit and acted like it wasn’t a perching dream waiting to be born.
But then something happened. Steve Jobs spoke and ya know what he said? Steve Jobs said, “Do what makes your heart sing!”
And the next morning I woke up with my Art Motel sitting on my pillow next to me saying…”and so Loretta? Where to next?”
I said, “Motel, this is the biggest year yet, still! You are ON and I am “Sittin’ on top of the world.”
So start planning your reservations…because really…this is gonna be HUGE!