I think about nests this morning. I think about creating places where people feel safe to be them selves and let their personalities unfurl. I want to live at the Chelsea Hotel on 23rd Street in NY,NY but I can't because I live here in Grand Rapids, MI on Fuller Street. I love the Chelsea because it has been a home and refuge for so many creative people and projects over the years. When you step into the lobby the history is palpable. I would like our home to be a place like that where people of all kinds are welcome to come and a place to reach more deeply into what their capable of, a place where mistakes and miss deeds are gracefully absorbed in a sponge of love, a place where the membrane that separates heaven from earth is dangerously thin and permeable. This is the nest I want to help weave and this is the nest I want to live out of.