I won’t be bringing a book, or note pad to go sit on a bench in the park to read or write while sipping a Grande half-sweet white chocolate mocha any day soon. And it will be months before I’ll be jumping on my bike to ride Calgary’s pathways.
There’s no more denying it.
There’s no more deciding not to wear socks, or not to dress in layers, or wear a warm coat. Winter is here and there’s nothing I can do about it. I just have to put on my big-girl-snow-pants, lean into the north wind, grit my teeth and plow through it. I don’t have a choice.
Yeah, yeah, I know some of you are excited about winter. You’ve been looking forward to sledding, skiing, snowshoeing, igloo building, icicle licking and whatever else you do in winter.
As for me… should you need me, I’ll be indoors, wrapped in a cozy blanket on my favourite chair, sipping hot chocolate and watching reruns of Island Life.
A community is like a ship, everyone ought to be prepared to take the helm. ~ Henrik Ibsen
I’m not sure I agree with the above statement.
A Master of all Traits?
Everyone has unique gifts and talents and no one can do everything.
Sure we can adapt and take on a different role for a period of time, or perhaps even forever, but we won’t be happy and we won’t do as good a job as could be done.
The other night we went to see a Reggae band. They were playing. We were dancing.
And every now and then the drummer broke into a burst of drum banging that had nothing to do with the music playing.
The band would stop, have a mini meeting on stage, switch instruments and start over.
It was pretty impressive how they could all play every instrument but they weren’t in tune with each other and it sure didn’t do anything for the listener or us poor Smucks who just wanted to dance.
~ DIANA’S ENORMOUS BOOK OF QUOTES ~
Does it make sense to you for everyone to be able to take the helm?