The idea won’t go away.
The possibility has snatched her heart and won’t let go, and she has embraced it – not tightly because even as she follows its lead she finds it grows, morphs, and she allows herself to be abducted by it.
Now she imagines and practices, the first creation followed by the second. She’s carried over old obstacles. Her movement is becoming more relaxed, less tight. More skilled, less by numbers.
She’s imagining the people she needs to connect with. The universe delights as she relaxes into her story, and lets go of what held her back to to bring two hands around her future.