ergot and the ju ju queen

antipodean delights...
2001-09-12 23:45:24 (UTC)

Come fly with me...

I once read this story about a teacher who asked her class
of high school students to write one page on what they
wanted to be, what they wanted to do, when they left school.

They all wrote things like, 'a teacher', 'get any
job', 'work for my parents', 'become a mother', etc etc...

Then the teacher asked them to turn their pages over, and
now write one page on what they want to be, what they want
could be/do anything they wanted.

Of course their answers were totally different.

And the teacher encouraged them, made them believe... that
they COULD be/do any of these things..

Wow. I have always remembered that. And every now and then
I take stock of my dreams.. have I trimmed them? Have I
made them smaller.. to fit what I *think* is possible? Have
I tried to make them managable.. average.. no longer my
heart's desire?

"There are no rules of architecture for a castle in the

Dream Big. Live Big. Believe Big.

"I sound my barbaric yawp over the rooftops of the
world.." - Walt Whitman

"I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately.
I wanted to live deep, and suck out all the marrow of life.
To put to rest all that was not life.
And not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived."

Carpe Diem. Seize the day.

Oh I am... I am.. :)

Come fly with me.. the best is yet to be!