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“Cages or wings, which do you prefer? Ask the birds.
Fear or Love, baby? Don’t say the answer.
Actions speak louder than words.”
~ Jonathan Larson – “Louder Than Words” Tick, Tick …Boom! ~
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“Doesn’t it all go by in a blink?” ~ William Parrish Meet Joe Black
Life is…Strong. Spontaneous. Purposeful. Precious. Loving. Joyful. Fleeting. Fragile. Beautiful.
It seems yesterday I was a gawky, zealous six year old awkwardly scrambling up trees tracing animal shapes in cottony clouds. Seemingly overnight stars transitioned from wishing vehicles to the methodology by which one determines suitable hotels and restaurants. Carefree days became angst-filled teen years, the precursor to identity-shifting adulthood. Decades evaporated in a blink. Confidence became caution. Playfulness became purpose. Dreams became disappointments. Letting go became holding on. Yes became no.
Children are naturally inclined to say and believe in “Yes”. Yes, I can fly. Yes, let’s play. Yes, let’s pretend. Yes, we are friends. Yes, I will be president. An abandoned refrigerator box becomes a spaceship, a clubhouse, an automobile …a dreammobile. Possibilities are everywhere dripping from the vine of life ripe for the picking. Parents and authority figures say, “You can do and be anything you desire.” That is, of course, until we don our superhero cape crafted from the dining table fine linen as we leap from the second-story window onto the trampoline and into the pool believing we are saving the world in a single bound. We grow into adults and become inundated with rules and restrictions “for our own good”. We censor ourselves to please parents and teachers. We edit ourselves to be more acceptable to friends. We abbreviate ourselves for the workplace. We numb ourselves for relationships. We become alternate versions of ourselves confused by own life choices as we wake up one morning wondering how we got here.
Film has a beautiful ability to transport us outside ourselves offering us the opportunity to witness ourselves more clearly as we identify with colorful characters on the screen. “The Boys Are Back”, is an endearing film in which Clive Owen plays Joe Warr, a widower, raising his son alone. Joe vacillates between licking his own wounds and nurturing his son. The movie speaks to the unpredictability of life, the vulnerability of asking for help, and is a sweet reminder that we are all doing the best we can with who we are and what we’ve got. The vastness and infinite capacity of the human heart to Love intermittently weaves tenderness and truth throughout reminding us that life is a dish best served living passionately and wholly. Colorfully scrawled across Joe’s refrigerator a child’s alphabet magnets spell, “Just Say Yes”. The phrase cleverly referenced from a youthful perspective suggests it is the openness of youth that fully embraces the “Yes, Life” philosophy.
“Just Say Yes.”
Yes is …bursting with possibility, exciting, exhilarating, freeing, invigorating, life-altering, rejuvenating and wonderful.
How easily we become engrossed in the busyness of life convincing ourselves it’s really living. Budgets, errands, housework, obligations, and projects occupy thoughts and create an infinite “to do” list. How quickly our feathers ruffle in petty squabbles with family members, friends, and coworkers. How much we ponder inadequate thoughts of “if”, “then”, and “when”. If it works out, then I’ll be happy. I’ll be happy when… How much time we invest in distracting ourselves from really listening to our hearts. How quickly we abandon our dreams for practical choices that later require us to devise some elaborate escape from our self-crafted birdcage. How willingly we mire ourselves in nonsensical things that in the end amount to little more than distractions. How guilty we feel for indulging in life’s pleasures, in savoring moments, convincing ourselves we should be more …more efficient, more organized, more successful, etc.. We sacrifice adventure and whimsy for the “known” because we’ve convinced ourselves change is somehow unnatural or negative. We become hypnotized by fear, holding on to our illusions about self and the world, nervous about change, pruning and miniaturizing our wings like bonsai trees.
How quickly our priorities shift when there is a perceived loss of some sort. The sudden removal of someone or something from our lives seems to open wide a vast chasm for self-introspection into which we either delve deeper for a closer view or recoil abruptly horrified. Loss is a license to drop the veil, to cast away illusions, to allow ourselves to just be. Powerlessness and mortality are met by divinity us staring squarely in the face, asking, “Now what? Now that you know, what will you choose?” We have the opportunity to choose faith or fear. Faith is claiming our desires, professing our blessings, proclaiming our championship with tangible results to appear only after our leap. Fear magnifies the worst-case scenario with all the grit and gore of a scary movie, rooted in the identity-crisis, “who will I be if this happens?” Fear is only no, and faith is always yes.
Every event offers an opportunity – the opportunity to decide the meaning we will attach to it. The meanings we choose formulate our thoughts, which generate feelings that power actions to form habits and become the character that ultimately determines our legacy. I’ve begun thinking about the legacy I am creating every day and what will remain behind when I am no longer in this physical body. I used to choose based on what I’d hoped others would think of me. Lately, I’ve been asking myself what I’d like the movie of my life to be. How am I investing my time, resources and energy? What type of person am I choosing to be? Am I being a blessing in the world? I’ve moved from reacting to responding and recognizing my opportunity to plant Love seeds every day.
It seems that what goes by in the blink of our life is Love. Love usurps the logical and rational. It mystifies and mesmerizes. It is the stuff of epic novels and love songs. Love is fodder for fantasy and miracles.
Love is… the only legacy.
Just Say Yes.
©2010 Susan Stackpole www.susanstackpole.com
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