Can we wake up and say: I don’t like who I am, where or what or how I am – then change, craft a new ‘me’ for ourselves?
Sculptor starts with clay. Building piece by piece, lump by lump – much like we build our body and life, meal by meal, bump by bump. But before that, sculptor has an idea, likely small or vague, but an idea. Tightness in a hand muscle or massive mountain side – it begins. Sculptors change mind and direction, change ideas and as easily scrap it all to start over, like a writer tossing a draft in the trash and hitting delete on their keyboard. People can’t start over to re-make themselves. Or can they?
It isn’t the finished story we tell, it’s the vague idea growing within, the story we tell ourselves.
Hi Mark, I'm not a denier or believer, either. As you say, the world's climate has been fluctuating since the beginning. "I don't know" are three go to words I often use. As you point out, it's problematic when so many are more concerned with being right over seeing the bigger picture. Coincidentally, as it's been raining for days in my corner of the world, I'm watching The Boy Who Tamed the Wind in piecemeal fashion. The story is based on true events and tells of a boy who with the help of books is able to build a windmill to harness energy to pump water from the ground. Instead of claiming defeat in the face of drought induced starvation, the boy looked for and found possibility. Thanks for this thoughtful and thought provoking piece! (It also brought to mind Hans Rosling's work.) Warm regards, GB, Milwaukee, WI
Couldn’t agree more! Well done. Best regards, KK, Calgary, AB