My stunningly brilliant, queen of communicating and passionate pianist mother was stroked at the age of 83. The mantra of her remaining years was “I should have….I should have…I should have…”, meaning books that had been waiting to be written that now would not be, musical pleasures that had been replaced by what felt like neccesary duties…perhaps that murky leftover martyrishness of having lived through the depression and post Victorian times….but hear ye hear ye, there is a message here!
Every single one of us was gifted with specific extraordinary blessings, unique to each. It is our job….yes our job….to respond to the call of the gift, put our shoulders back and courageously follow the calling.
Laziness and distractions be gone!