When I was a little girl, I believed in fairy tales... that fantasy of what life would be. White dress, a prince charming who would carry me away to a castle on a hill. I would lie in bed at night and close my eyes and had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close I could taste them, but one day the fairy tale disappeared. It's hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely because we all have that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day we will open our eyes and it will come true. Then one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. This life, with all of its complexities, may be the fairy tale after all, because the journey is the best part. It's Happily Ever After...right now.

Friday, July 13, 2012

On your mark...get set...

You can't finish if you don't get started.
~Sib #2

As my brother left my house two weeks ago, those were the words he left me with (Well, after he said "Love you, too sis!" a few times).  He was of course referring to starting the 20 hour drive ahead of him.  I've considered these words in many different contexts ever since he left. 

In the book, Who Moved My Cheese, one of the challenging questions is "What would you do if you weren't afraid?"  My mind goes into overdrive....  I'd move to Ireland for a year.  I'd buy a new car.  I'd go on a sabbatical.  Who am I kidding?-- I'd quit my job.  I'd get married.  I'd be irresponsible (for a while).  I'd write a book.  I'd go back to school.  There are so many things I think about doing, but am reluctant for one reason or another.  Apparently, being afraid is what I do.  On this side of change, it all feels so overwhelming.

Maybe it's time to get started so that I can finish. 

In Bliss, Shugie

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