I just reread a classic. I'm lucky enough to have children, and the opportunity to read kid lit without having to explain myself. But maybe the only excuse anyone needs to delve back into childhood favorites is the message. This little gem echoes a quote that I stumbled upon earlier today - "Remember, whether you believe you can or whether you believe you can't - you're right!"
And, in that light, I think I can!
Even a stone, picked up and thrown.... can fly.
There they lie, polished by the surf, a jumble of inertia just waiting for the unseen hand that would liberate them. Some pretty, some plain, each with it's own story of how it got there - and why it lies there still. Like stones on a beach, sometimes we let waves push us and grit smooth our edges till we become almost indistinguishable from everyone around us. The lucky may get plucked from obscurity, and soar for a moment for no reason other than that they were in the right place at the right time.
How much better it would be to be a bird with wings of our own.
Today is an unexpected day off. Unlike my youngest child, who has no trouble entertaining herself, I hate to squander such a gift, especially when there is so much clamoring for my attention. In the past, I might have procrastinated, frittering away my time, ending the day with nothing to show for it but regrets. I'm choosing today to follow my dream, which after all, is mine to pursue, not anyone else's to fulfill. Today I will write.
What will you do today to make your dream come true?
I have three friends who I get together with each year to celebrate their November birthdays. Two are hitting milestones this month, while the other friend and I are already on the other side of that hill. I wanted to commemorate that event, and our lasting friendships, with a gift that was both meaningful and doable given my time and monetary constraints, and their limited wall space. I came up with these 3 inch square "whatknots", which in this case represent our lasting, unbroken sisterhood. Each was made with the same three colors, in varying degrees, yet each has it's own personality and story. (The little stands are repurposed silverware.) They didn't take long to do, but they were done with love. I'm sharing them to illustrate that, no matter what your limitations, just giving what little you can of yourself can be the perfect gift for someone.
As a discontented soul, it was easy to justify playing hooky. As a writer, I don't choose to. And today, that's what is making the difference.