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Monday, April 15, 2013

...probably... possibly maybe... "blogging some thoughts out loud about hopes and wishes"


"Just One Wish"


There was a time, after I was old enough to know better, when the one in the mirror seemed "crazy pragmatic." Moments came and went thinking there must a logical way to understand the unexplained mysteries of life… The unanswered questions that never seemed to disappear with time.  Life's twisting, turning journey seemed like a maze and every pathway taken was “probably…maybe” preordained destiny and yet seemed to hit countless boundaries .  When I finally realized nothing is inevitable, after a series of life changing events, I realized the more things change, the more they stay the same. Even if it were preordained  destiny I was brushing against, there was still a choice whether or not to follow it… Soon setting free the evolving possibilities seemed limitless.

“Probably…possibly maybe”.

When I was set free of the mind made chains that bind to dream without boundaries, free to imagine that dreams really could come true, it was emotionally and creatively liberating. It is not easy just treading water when you are stuck in a moment you can’t seem to get out of, merely existing...

“Probably…possibly maybe” feeling like I was just isolated doing dimensionless time.


No it’s not the impractical magic of a silent wish upon the thrown coin’s splash; it is the secret silence of a moonlit night that enkindles the belief in being… It arouses the faith that dreams do come true even when doubt overshadows rays of hope.. Don’t ever stop throwing coins at your dreams or wishing on a star. Even if it is only in your heart, may you always wish the wish...you wish tonight, following "your heart" no matter which way the wind blows. Understanding this moment has come to just be what you feel… don’t ever let anyone say what you feel is wrong... 

"Hope is like Faith, believing in something you can't see, but knowing in your heart it’s real. We all have faith in something, never deprive someone of hope--it may be all they have."

I just responded to a reader of a poem written called  “ Wish Upon a Tossed Coin" explaining the repressed pragmatist in me has never bought a lottery ticket ~  And yet wishes are 100 coins for a dollar…I knew a wise old Scot I adored who constantly reminded me of a well thought out simple Scottish proverb… “If it were not for hope, the heart would break”

 I've never been anyone special and yet I never dream about being someone other than who I am…  I wish and dream to discover the true nature of who that is, peacefully accepting the solitude of what is... Tossing coins in a fountain wishing for that desire to come true will break the bank but make me happy… 

Four Things You Can't Recover

The STONE after the throw.
The WORD after it's said.
The OCCASION after it's missed.
The TIME after it's gone.

Now there is one more new one to add to the list..."You can never get back the WISH after the coin is tossed"... or probably... possibly maybe... after the candles are blown out on a birthday cake...

Here is a link to my "Whispering Moon Beams" chapters if you are interested in the writing this is all about.




 If we've looked for something in life and never found it… it does not mean it does not exist…even though we perceive something to be true, does not make it so…

"probably…possibly maybe.”




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