Just kidding. We aren't selling anything. But we are making you an offer.
Every year in December, The Heir and I attend the Phoenixville Firebird Festival. The citizens of Phoenixville work together to erect a giant bird made of plywood. At a designated time, they set it on fire.
The best part of the Firebird Festival is that the organizers accept Intentions and put them into a box that is set inside the bird before it is lit.
Dear readers, those of you who checked back in after my long absence, I have an offer for you.
You can email me your Intention for the upcoming year -- anything you wish to affect for better or worse -- and I will write it on a card and place it in the box.
You have two options: If you are a Facebook friend, you can place your Intention in a private message. If you connect to me via this platform and don't want to put your Intention in a comment, you can email me.
My email is a gmail account and runs like this, you get the drift:
annejohnson17211 at gmail dot com
I feel that these are troubled times. Any time we can turn Intentions into energy, we should do it. The Firebird Festival offers one of these opportunities.
I would say meet me in Phoenixville, but look at the size of that crowd! Send me a message, and you'll be there in spirit.
