We can all deal with babies and puppies and kittens and baby trees and things like that. We can watch them grow and enjoy their pleasure in meeting life's challenges as they come along: the first smile, the first step, the first dog bone they have to really CHEW. We don't seem to be able to deal with ourselves in the same way. That is, we are always trying to FORCE ourselves to grow or improve or be something LOTS BETTER than who we are at THIS given moment.
Maybe it doesn't have to BE that way. Maybe we can just trust that we'll grow into whatever we're supposed to be without our standing by with a switch to make sure we get it right! I mean, we don't need to DO or BE something special if "special" means different.
I'm going to stick my neck out here and say maybe we're as good as we're going to get. If we're an apple, say, we can always get riper or sweeter or redder, but we can't be a PEAR. If we're an apple from day one, the die is cast. Forget about being a pear or a pumpkin or a pork chop. (yum.....you notice how OFTEN I blog about food? Just plain old FOOD!)
Anyway, hope you liked the recipe for Pullet Surprise in the preceding blog! It's one of my better ones, despite the fact that I haven't made it since we all lived together on 3rd Ave N. in Iowa. Maybe I'll make it this week for my pal Cathy, who has been working extra hard on two websites in preparation for next year's teaching. I think she will love it.