Dust Off Those Dancing Shoes

Honesty, again. When I'm struck by an idea for this blog, I sometimes worry if I've posted about it before; today is one of those times. But today is also a day where I'm realizing that ideas often need to be repeated or looked at from a different angle to be properly understood. Maybe this post isn't even about honesty, but about taking the time to view a situation or an idea from a new perspective. Allow your mind to grow; open up to new thoughts. You don't have to sacrifice your own fundamental beliefs to consider other ideas. And sometimes it is necessary to learn something twice, thrice or more to be able to remember and understand it in a somewhat comprehensive way. Be patient in your learning, respectful in discussion, go out and put a new feather in an old hat.

That Shimmering Glimmer

Give someone some hope today. It's a bright and wonderful gift. Hope is a desire based on trust; it's the idea that a promise will be fulfilled. Hope is the feeling you get when you look forward to something with all your heart, the expectation and the anticipation building more and more every moment. Give someone something to look forward to, brighten their day. Hope is the feeling you get when the snow melts and you know that the promise of spring is about to be fulfilled. It says: Bring on the sunshine!

Carpe Diem

Living Fully! Doesn't it always seem like we are caught between living fully for today and acting responsibly for tomorrow? It's like the ant and the grasshopper; work hard and party it up later; good things come to those who wait, etc etc etc. But how long must we wait? When does "the long run" actually happen? Is there an expiry date on eventually? I think it comes down, like most things in life, to a delicate balance. Make wise choices about the future, but don't turn down an opportunity that is staring you in the face. Weigh the pros and cons, but sometimes just go for it! Life is a gift that you can only unwrap once, but only you have the power to say how you want it to unfold; your attitude towards a rip in the paper, a tear in "your plan" can change how the rest of it goes. Will you keep ripping? Or grab some tape? Sorry for the extended metaphor, but I'm like a tin of Pringles; once I pop, I just can't stop. What I mean to say is; your life is your own, but you're not living it on your own. We don't have forever to wait for change; sometimes we have to be the spark.