Tag: Curiosity

If I Were a Fairy

If I were a fairy, I would

no longer have any heaviness of body.  I would instantly do what my mind or spirit desired…or maybe because I’d be more spirit, my mind would not get in the way so much.  But my body would be lighter and more cooperative.

If I were a fairy, I would no longer care what others thought above my own knowing.  I would be a good fairy, but I would not deny my orneriness, my playfulness, my curiosity, my creativity.

If I were a fairy, I would understand reality.  I would know it’s all a game; it’s all a state of mind.  I would understand that it’s all up to me.   ….and I would make it fun!

If I were a fairy, I would scatter fairy dust where anyone was stuck in heartache.  Not all heartache and sadness, just when it was time…and I would know.

If I were a fairy, I would play with Mother Nature and her babies every day.  I would bask beneath Father Sky rain and shine.

If I were a fairy, I would invite people to come and play with me.  And if they said no, I’d ask again another time.

If I were a fairy, I would say “WOW” a lot.  (That means “gratitude” in ‘people’ lingo).

If I were a fairy, I would not even think about love. I would just BE love.

If I were a fairy.

Musings from the Middle…

…of what you ask? The middle of America.  Kansas to be precise.

The middle of me.  The heart to be precise.

Ordinary stories of ordinary life evolving into extraordinary outcomes.

Erma Bombeck, Bill Cosby, Garrison Keillor and my grandmother engage life this way.  Chocolate cake for breakfast does contain the essential food groups after all.  The garden tomato suspended in air arches toward her sister’s body. I was the heroine of my grandmother’s stories. It wasn’t so much that these experiences were life changing, but rather life engaging.  What more can we ask for, dear reader, than to simply be engaged in Life.

And I confess, I admit, I bold face tell you that at this very typing, this very moment, my heart is beating fast, the cells in my body are alive with anticipation, tears blur my vision…all at the very prospect of engaging with you…about our everyday lives.

I invite you to come outside your garden wall, to dream beyond your kitchen table.  Let’s muse together…from the middle.

With love and warm welcome,                                                                                            Susan

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