

Have You Ever Seen A Dream Walking?
Because I think I just did — and she was holding a Brett Goldstein t-shirt. I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned this, but I haven’t just done therapy — I’ve also worked with a spiritual counselor, a coach, and even a shaman over the past few years. I believe in feeding the mind, body, and soul. I’ve always said healing is like peeling an onion… and I’m still not done crying. About a year ago, I had a reading done. I was really curious about these dreams I kept having — the on
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May 30, 20255 min read


"A Funny Thing Happened. After I Hit Publish."
A Funny Thing Happened After I Hit Publish The Breadcrumb Trail You know the thing about the unexplainable? It can’t be explained. And yet—here we are. We're all in this together now. Just when I thought things couldn’t get any weirder, the universe said: “Here, hold my beer.” In Part 1 of Will the Real Brett Goldstein Please Stand Up?, I wrote this: "Then, the dream cam pans over to what appears to be a man standing in the corner of my hotel room. This would easily freak out
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May 14, 20251 min read


"Will the Real Brett Goldstein Please Stand Up?" Part 2
In the Spirit of All Great Sequels In our last episode, Francisca awoke to two Instagram notifications. One said, "Brett Goldstein started following you." The other? "Brett Goldstein sent you a message." Cue the theme music from whatever show makes you feel alive—mine was Cheers. I chose the theme song from Cheers because, let's be honest: "Making your way in the world today takes everything you've got. Taking a break from all your worries sure would help a lot." And how can
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Apr 24, 202513 min read


Will the Real Brett Goldstein Please Stand Up? A Soul Story of Dreams, Synchronicity, and Awakening
There’s something wild about writing this. For three years, I’ve danced around it. Collected dreams, synchronicities, strange messages, fake accounts, and divine winks from the universe—all connected to Brett Goldstein. And fear pulled me back every time I got close to writing about it. Fear that people would think I was crazy. That it was too “out there.” That somehow, by speaking my truth of what this experience has meant to me, I’d be exposing too much. But I’ve realized s
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Apr 1, 20259 min read