So, as you may have gathered, I’m deep inside of an absolutely gigantic project.

This means I spend most of my time looking/poking at What Is Not Yet Done.

Because there is a certain amount of DONE that needs to happen in order for Stompopolis to open.

Or at least: This Is Relatively Do-able and/or What The Hell Ready Enough. But some form of done needs to happen. And ideally as soon as we can swing it.

Anyway, it’s kind of exhausting having my eyes on What Is Not Yet.

I’m ready for the point where you turn around and exclaim over how it actually looks like you’ve done a lot.

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa look how far we’ve climbed! Wow. I had no idea! This is breathtaking and incredible.

That’s what I need right now. So let’s do that.

Here’s What’s Done.

Let’s see…

The new Destuckification Playground has been transformed.

The massive stage is built.

The stairs for the stage are built.

The trim and carpeting for the stage are here.

The sides of the columns (did I mention that we have an enormous ballroom?) have been painted ORANGE, and the faces have been painted a buttery cream.

The Toy Shop is painted. The Mezzanine is painted. The Treatment Room is painted.

The stage is painted. The curtains are mostly up.

As of yesterday, the baseboards are painted (yay!), and now everything looks sharp.

Let there be light. And sound. And internet.

The electrician came and put up the spotlights for the stage.

The rest of the lighting has been ordered.

The chandeliers have been cleaned.

The sound system is on its way.

Internet in ten days.

Necessary things have been ordered.

Like fairy doors.

But also: the new yoga mats.

The French bulldogs of entry. The owls.

Necessary things have been bought and collected.

Various furnishings.

Tables, chairs and rugs.

We have a massage table coming for the Treatment Room.

Necessary decisions have been decided.

About the nineteen Stations inside the new Playground.

About signs and systems and hours and prices and how/when/who/what-if.

Cloth.

We have been cutting and knotting and cutting and knotting.

Thinkery is being thought.

About so many things!

Meditations are being meditated.

I have been going deep.

This project (which, by the way, is really not a big enough word for being on a crazed mission to change a city and launching five different businesses at the same time) requires a lot of INSIDE time.

Not just interior but very interior. And even more interior than that.

So I’m doing it.

The humming is humming itself.

And every day I go to the new space and I sing to it.

I sing the Embarking song from Rally (Rally!) and I sing it the special songs that it likes. And it reverberates and hums. It hums READY READY READY and PLAY PLAY PLAY and LOVE LOVE LOVE.

This will happen.

This will happen.

This afternoon, I am going back to the piles of notes. To all the deciding that is yet to be decided, the systems that don’t exist yet, the challenges that have not yet found their perfect simple solutions.

To the bathrooms that need seemingly endless work and the Nap Room, which has not even been prepped for painting yet. The hooks, the web copy, the cushions, the signs, the softwares, the mistakes, and whatever else is in the labyrinth. Don’t forget about juice glasses!

But just for now, I am turning around. Deep breath in and out. Surveying all that has been done and put into place.

And all the internal expansion that I have done to become the version of me who can pull this off.

From the knowing that this new place exists (which I have known in my heart for two years) to being Almost-Ready-To-Open.

Stompopolis will hold many things.

A full-time open-to-the-public Playground where anyone can come and play.

A Shiva Nata studio with daily classes.

Treatments: thai massage, chiropractic, bodywork and fun coach-ey things.

An Introvert Recovery Room where you can spend an entire hour napping, meditating, reading, being with your project or just basking in alone time.

We have new offices. And of course there’s the current Playground — which is now becoming the Playground Caboose. That’s part of it too.

Stompopolis will hold 7600 square feet of transformative, playful, hilarious, sweet, gentle, joyful, fun, exploration for gleefully making progress on projects, gwishes, and anything else that needs destuckifying and biggifying.

And this is JUST THE BEGINNING.

Hello, every-step-already-taken.

Sometimes it seems like there’s still forever to go.

And I’m planting this here as a reminder that actually the view from here is pretty damn impressive.

Hi, new Playground! Hi, new space! I’m on my way.

Play with me. The commenting blanket fort.

What I would love:

Joyful welcoming for Stompopolis and for all the marvelous things that will live inside of it. Also hand-on-heart sighs for both how far we have climbed and for the rest of what is left.

No advice, please. Just warmth and appreciation for what we’ve done so far.

And if you would like to take your own Turning Around — in Grand Fashion! to look at the view from a different angle, you are welcome to join me. I think I’ve been giving myself a crick in the neck from all this peering upward.

Love love love.

The Fluent Self