I’m dreaming…

Written by Amy Banocy

December 20, 2022

How often do you find yourself working or moving toward or even just planning for, the next thing on your list or calendar?

GUILTY right here!

But lately, I’ve been dreaming again and I am reminded of how fun it is!

A blank slate. A fresh, new notebook and outlook. Nobody who’s crushed my dream yet, told me I’m crazy or I can’t do it (because it will happen, you can count on it).

Right now, I’m dreaming of BIG ways I can continue to make an impact in the breast cancer community. To create a virtual space where all women, and all voices are welcome without judgment. A space to bring your mental, physical and emotional traumas (big and small) from day one of diagnosis through treatments, surgeries, meds, and survivorship. A space to use creativity to help in the healing process. A space to vent to others who get it. No judgment. No advice. Simply a safe container for us all.

It’s not fully worked out just yet, but IT’S COMING and I can not wait to make this dream a reality. I said from the beginning, “Baring it All” will be more than a book. It is about community, love and support.

The blank piece of paper in my journal has become a dream space and all the ideas are flowing!

I’ll keep you posted. For now, if you know a woman/women who’ve ever been diagnosed with breast cancer, meaning they may have just been diagnosed or they’re in treatment or they’re in survivorship, I’d love to be introduced to them. I want to share some of my ideas and get their input on what they would like and what would be most helpful for them.

Together, we can all make an impact. All from a dream!

What will you DREAM about today?

(image by Heather Stiffulsen – I LOVE her work!!!)

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