A part of me drifts away into a place somewhere outside in the wooded area next to my shop of grand size.  I can see myself sitting on a stair below you talking about all of the things we can make.
Within that little dream we discussed the gifts we had, the gifts we bring to the table.
The things we wanted to built each other, the things we would plant in the spring.
But what came to mind was a question, an answer and some incredible peace.
I drool literally as I smile now and my lip twitches as I hold a secret..the question, the answer..and the twinkle in my eyes as I suddenly go to write in my journal about important things.
I heard you ask the question "What would be the perfect gift?"
Presents being what they are my mind would usually be so mixed!
I am twinkled to say that when you asked in my dream today I answered you within a second, NO DELAY!
Amazing as this sounds, be golly it is true..within that little dream of a shared moment on the stairs with you..I found a part of me that has the freshest of attitudes.
That gift I said which would be perfect for me would be a king sized blank canvas especially for me!
I have not thought about what it is that I would paint.
There are no preponderances of how to erase the blank white surface.
Filled within my spirit is a super passion filled excitement.
Not filled with ideas of what to put on it or how and where to hang it.
I am not filled with perfectionism and scared to use it.
I do not think if I slapped some rusty colors on it and called it good that would be called abusing it.
There is no pressure on how I would be using it.
Just the excitement of the blank slate that in life like a wave I be surfing it.  
As addicted to colors as I am I am in no hurry on applying what will stick to it.  
I simply smile at the possibilities before me, and my ease at which I shall be choosing it ; )