
In 1650, the first Coffee House opened in Oxford England. The Grand Cafe. It started a Revolution. As Steve Johnson, a modern media theorist puts it, a wonderful Intellectual Flowering started to happen. An Era of Innovation. Before this, the drink of choice was Alcohol. Instead of Numbifiers and Stupefiers, the English were imbibing Stimulants. They would gather in this Elegant Establishment and Exchange Ideas. There’s no greater power on earth than the Cooperating Collective.
We are a Coffee Infused Generation. But we are also Numbing Ourselves with TV. The Net. Netflix. Maybe it’s Time for some Innovation.
So here’s an Invitation….
Meet me at the Grand Cafe. Let’s exchange Ideas. I want to Hear Your Dreams. What is Intriguing You. What your Five Year Plan is and how I can help you Get There. There’s nothing like Networking to help us achieve our goals. We will never get anywhere as an Island.
If you’re shy and don’t want to leave a comment, email me and we can start a conversation!
My email is jeanninehhunter7037@gmail.com
Looking forward to hearing from you!
Light Illuminates and adds the Twinkle. Casts into our consciousness Beauty. The Pure and Lovely. It draws us out of our heads and into the Moment. The humble Chocolate Chip Cookie under its glass dome on the counter looks Decadent with the Light shining from the kitchen window on it. Drawing our eye away from the kitchen sink where dishes have assembled.




Today is Your Day. I’m at home all day today working on my computer. Send me all your Style Questions and I’m your Personal Stylist today. I look forward to chatting with you! No Question, No Fear, No Insecurity is too Small or Insignificant!
Monday Blues. Sky Blue…because the Skies the Limit! One thing I hate is Cliches. Because basically, it means I’ve Settled. Because the Majority feel a certain way, or has a reaction, it makes it Okay. Today the cliche Monday Blues is bothering me. Monday’s are Awesome! I get a whole week ahead of me! I get to Plan and Design it. I get to Create My Dreams. And Wednesday hasn’t rolled around yet to make me feel Panicked. If there’s a day to dread it would be Worry Wednesday. That’s the Day of Reckoning for me. The MidWeek Crisis, I call it. Insecurity bubbles up. The day I break out the red sports car and put frosted tips in my hair, so to speak. The day of poor choices and radical moves as I realize my week is slipping away. So here’s to Motivated Monday. Tenacious Tuesday. Worry Wednesday will become Wonder Wednesday. Wonder Woman Wednesday.
Love You.
