To Touch the Stars is a song written and produced by astronaut Scott Tingle’s son. It was written to honor his family’s journey to reach his dreams. Watch me touch the stars is one of the lines of the chorus. Fitting for the videos he used. Fitting for his father, the astronaut. But oh, so appropriate for anyone who’s reaching for a dream. Touching the stars implies we have to stretch–a long way. Anyone reaching for a dream must stretch themselves. You must do what you never thought you could do. “If you’re always trying to be normal you will never know how amazing you can be.” ~ Maya Angelou That doesn’t mean you must reach the stars on your first stretch. Be not afraid of growing slowly, be afraid only of standing still. ~Chinese Proverb “It always seems impossible until it’s done.” ~ Nelson Mandela Sometimes it’s difficult to break the dream down into small steps because you may not know what it takes to get there. “Use missteps as stepping stones to deeper understanding and greater achievement.” ~Susan L. Taylor Too often we think of the missteps, the mistakes, as wrong or bad. “I love myself for […]
I am grateful for the world in which we live. The blessings that I’ve received this year are many. Sure, I’ve had struggles. I will continue to be challenged and to face new challenges. In a way, I’m grateful for the struggles that I’ve had. As he says in the song, everything is a gift. It’s up to us how we see and use and appreciate (or not) that gift. One of my most precious gifts is you, my loyal readers. Your loyalty, your comments, your gift of your time are so very appreciated. Thank you!
People were killed and people were severely injured last week. Is finding hope in the midst of this turmoil and suffering even possible? People are killed and severely injured every week, you say. How is this different? Hate crimes. Yeah. Hate crimes happen every day, too. It’s a sad, angry, scared, confusing world. This crime was big and public and it hit the news. Caring, compassionate people are hurting, grieving, scared, and angry. Many have lost hope. Some are lashing out with angry words. They think it is a sign of compassion, a sign of solidarity, a sign of right. Sometimes it is. Sometimes it crosses the line. Hate and anger beget hate and anger. I don’t condone behavior based on hate or anger from anyone, for any reason. I try to feel compassion. But yes, I’m angry, hurt, scared, and confused, too. I wanted to strike back. At the same time, I want to hide my head in the sand. I want to hope it will all go away. And I tried. I tried staying away from social media. I wrote in my journal. I pulled out words I’ve drafted for future blog posts and tried to post them. […]