Sunday, December 06, 2009

Can

I have a flexibility of thought that opens me up to a belief that I can. Whatever it is, I can. How did I get in to the territory of infinite possibility? I think some of it is hard-wired. I was born with it. I find that most creative folks have a decent slice of "impossible dreamer" within them.

This works for you and against you. You may have many outlandish dreams and have to figure out which one is worth pursuing. Another thing, half the battle is to channel all that flexible thought into something salient on the page. Yeah, not so easy.

Unfortunately, no matter how clear my vision is, I can't get the stuff inside me on the page without some serious work. To this day I don't I've ever been able to let the pure light that heats me up within to shine fully out. But I have hope that I'll crack open someday and the light will flood. I have found that you must be on the journey to get to the place that your wish to go. So keep plodding forward, that is one sure way to get there.

On the backside of all my flexibility and creativity is a worry that my point of view is uninteresting and lacks perspective. It's like being a wren. How so? You know, there are lots of plain old wrens out there. They're a dime a dozen. How do you stand out? How do you get your voice heard? Does every wren get her day? I hope so.

When I feel different, plain, awkward, tired and old, this little lyric from childhood sings in my heart:

Mr. Rabbit, Mr. Rabbit
Traditional

Mr. Rabbit, Mr. Rabbit, your tail is mighty white.
Yes, my lord, I've been gettin out of sight,
Every little soul's gonna shine, shine,
Every little soul's gonna shine, shine.

Mr. Rabbit, Mr. Rabbit, your coat is mighty gray.
Yes, my lord, it was made that way
Every little soul's gonna shine, shine,
Every little soul's gonna shine, shine.

Mr. Rabbit, Mr. Rabbit, your ears are mighty long.
Yes, my lord, they were put on wrong,
Every little soul's gonna shine, shine,
Every little soul's gonna shine, shine.

Mr. Rabbit, Mr. Rabbit, your ears are mighty thin.
Yes, my lord, they're a-splittin' in the wind,
Every little soul's gonna shine, shine,
Every little soul's gonna shine, shine.

Mr Rabbit, Mr. Rabbit, I'll bid you good day.
Yes, my lord, and I'll be on my way,
Every little soul's gonna shine, shine,
Every little soul's gonna shine, shine.

So here's your gift for the day. Every little soul's going to shine. Don't lose heart. Keep working. Keep creating. You can. You will.

A little rambling today, but still I hope something in here sparks that moment 0f recognition in you, "Ah, here is some one who see things like me", or perhaps, I've spurred you on to say, "I can!" Good. I hope you step out and do.

See you next week with more reasons to seize the day.

Doodles return! I call today's doodle: Angels. There may be a story in here somewhere.



Remember: ©Molly Blaisdell, all rights reserved. If you want to use my cool doodles, ask permission first. It is so wrong to take people's doodles without permission!

I hope that this quote gets you to embrace a "can do" attitude.

Do all the good you can,
By all the means you can,
In all the ways you can,
In all the places you can,
At all the times you can,
To all the people you can,
As long as ever you can.
John Wesely

2 comments:

Vijaya said...

I like the idea of every wren getting her day :) I love your can-do attitude.

MollyMom103 said...

Yes, I know a whole flock of wrens that really deserve a day. :)