I have wanted to write a blog to share about some decisions I made while in Spain. I was grateful to be in a space of people for 6 months that I could easily sit across coffee tables from and talk through my though processes and talk through what God was teaching and they were there literally at the exact moment a decision was made.
I was in this bubble in the guise of a village in southern Spain and now I’m not there anymore.
And now, I feel like I’ve tried, to the best of my ability, to explain what I learned and what I am doing next. I’m wishing I could just deposit all the conversations and presentations that were done and had onto this space because it explained it so well.
So now, I’m just sitting here staring at my screen and trying to telepathically put words onto it. I just want people to know.
I want people to know that in August I’m moving with my friend Patty to Bellingham, Washington.
I want people to know that for the next few years we are going to working our butts off, because we are going to start something.
And that something is a bookstore.
It sounds so simple. A bookstore.
But here’s the thing.
It’s not JUST a bookstore.
It’s a gathering place. A place for creative people to sit around a table and do life together. A place where the spirit of all of the creative writers and thinkers fill the book shelves. Where local artists put their work on the walls. A place for people to be known and to become who they are in whatever way that looks like. A place to dream and become more of who you are.
So yes, it’s a bookstore. But it’s also a kitchen table for people to sit at and a home for people to come too.
So that’s what I’ve been trying to tell people in 1 minute conversations. Trying to explain my heart, and trying to focus on the why and the what.
And of course there are a lot of questions that have been asked when I start this conversation.
The hands down most asked question is this:
When we were deciding where to move and where to do this thing Patty drew us a map of the states. It had 6 or 7 dots on it. We took that list and started to see if there was community, jobs, if there was creativity.
And then Bellingham got added after meeting a smattering of people from there.
It’s creative. There’s community and a church we know we can walk into with trust.
It’s near a good handful of our friends.
(Yes, it’s rainy and I’m from California)
So we are going to go in August get jobs, become involved, open our home and as Patty so eloquently says:
We are going to do the damn thing.
(I’m only at about 500 words or so right now and I could keep talking.)
I could tell you how much I feel believed in to do this thing. How we have people behind us, praying for us, spurring us on.
I could tell you about the passion I felt inside speaking about this place, this home.
I could tell you all these things. All these good, good things that fill my heart with hope and joy.
I have so many words that I don’t exactly know how to splash across the page.
So I want to ask you to ask me.
Ask me questions;
ask me about Spain and Washington.
Ask me about the spirit that is now in me.
I’ll answer. I will sit across a table or a Skype screen.
And I’ll share.
So that’s it.
That is what I’m preparing for; that’s a piece of what Spain brought me too.
Thank you to those who knew. To those of you who supported us and pushed us to make the decisions we were a bit scared of.
Let’s do this.