When you reach for the stars, you may not quite get one, but you won't come up with a handful of mud either.
Leo Burnett, 1891-1971, American Advertising Executive
Reaching out to something bigger than self brings a joy like no other, but also contains emotions of much heavier weight. I have experienced them all in many different forms and doses. Just lately, I reached a point of almost total surrender, but today I had proof that my words here matter very much to someone besides myself. One voice gave me hope that what I intend with this space is a reality.
I know I have no choice; walking to a different drummer is the product of my temperament and life experiences. I have been flawed and strengthened, walking wounded with attitude is just how I get from place to place now. I reach boldly at times, with trembling hands at others, but I never drop my hand completely.
Life makes so many demands, we do a lot of things out of habit or duty or force. Reaching is something we can do for ourselves that benefits everything we touch. A handful of star dust is what we come up with even if we never fully capture the star itself. And how magical is that?
THINK ABOUT IT
LET IT GROW