Winter Musings; Dreams Like Red Raspberries 02/06/2011
What do a bowl of ripe red raspberries and our dreams have in common? As I sit here with just such a treat, here's what I notice: 1. They are huge 2. They are succulent 3. They cost dearly 4. They are to be savored 5. If they are not eaten within a day or two, they get moldy and rot in the container. Nice. In January, I spoke of new beginnings. By February, I'm curious: have they been savored or did they rot in the container? No excuses, no wringing of hands. It is what it is. Savor that. It was originally my idea to write every day. See how that went? What I learned is every day is not practical for me. That dream was huge, like the raspberries-on-steroids this morning. Rather than give up, I ask myself, "What can I do?" and once a month seems infinitely more possible. Mark the months, not the days; measure progress in the big picture, not the everyday. In the long haul, you'll have accomplishments; you'll have failures ( um, opportunities) and overall, where they take you is really where the focus is the sweetest. Mid-winter is a terrific time to give up: it's cold (in many places), our cellular memory screams hibernate. Spring is a much better time to make changes, yeah, Spring. Whew. Glad that's over. Yet, it's the perfect time to savor the dream and begin creating the story that will take you into the Spring and closer to your dreams. Mid-winter is the perfect time to go within and renew; it's also the perfect time to dive deeply into something new. It's your perfect time wherever that timing takes you. This time is dear. Savor it. CommentsLeave a Reply |