Last week's Sunday Scribblings asked "Who Else Might I Have Been?" and this week's prompt asks "Who Else Can I Still Be?"
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I can still be as Big as my Dreams or as small as my dark, petty little shadowside...
I can choose to follow any dream I want - even if I'm going through the "change of life" - ha! Maybe this term is an appropriate description of this time of my life; more than I ever thought possible. Literally, a change of life.
I can still be an artist, a writer, a wife, a mother, a grandmother. Someday, maybe even a great-grandmother. I can still be a sister, a friend. A positive influence in my community; in my world.
Maybe, someday, a published writer (if I write the damn book! thank you Laini and Alexandra!).
I can still be the dreamer who dreams improbable....
even seemingly impossible, dreams...
and maybe make some
of them - the best ones -
I can spread my wings and fly outside my safe
little cocoon into the big world outside.
"All we do or seem, is but a dream within
Edgar Allen Poe, A Dream Within a Dream
"Anything that does not bring you alive
is too small for you."
David Whyte, Sweet Darkness
(thank you Alexandra, Marilyn, Michelle and everyone else, for sharing that poem - it has spoken volumes to me, each time I've run across it on the web these past several days...)
I can still be the me that I've always dreamed I would be.
I will be - the best me I can be.
And when I'm not - well, I'll try to remind myself of this post!