Just For Me...

When I was growing up, my favorite flowers were the Forsythia bushes that bloomed in the beginning of Spring.

Not just because they’re so beautiful (which they are) but because in my family we called them For-Civia bushes. Whenever they started to bloom, it felt like they were just for me and my whole family would get excited.

To this day, even my nieces and nephews call them For-Civia bushes.

The first year I lived in LA, my mother sent me a branch of a For-Civia bush pressed between wax paper so I wouldn’t miss out on their first bloom. I still have it pinned to my bulletin board above my desk.

These bushes are in my brother’s backyard where I just spent a couple weeks with my family over Passover… my mother insisted on getting this picture before I left.

A little reminder to take with me that there’s always at least a little piece of the Universe that’s just for me.

P.S. I’m an impact coach for artists, music industry professionals, and all mission-driven folks here to help you make your most authentic impact… and discover your unique part of the Universe. If you’re ready for this kind of growth, message me for a free call today.