FURRY WITTLE FRIENDS
"Hi!", my little niece says in the most adorable one year old style.
I think my sis and I were more fascinated and intrigued by these little furry guys than Katie Mae. They were eating cat food straight out of our hands in my parents' backyard right there in the middle of Baton Rouge. Feel like I've been out of the country life for far too long. You'd think we were straight city girls catching a glimpse of our ridiculously giddy grins. Wait, maybe that's true.
And that little Katie Mae had no fear feeding all those little ducks right underneath her little fingers. Man, I wish I was still that fearless. I try to think back to the point of when I lost it, fearlessness. I'm not really sure. I'd say it was probably middle school for me, but I'm not so sure for the middle schoolers I teach. Those little monsters can be quite fearless. RAWR! I did so many things as a youngster that I wouldn't dare do now. I was so much more of a tom boy back in the day as well. Although, I did have my fair share of all things Barbie.
We learn and become more aware of things as we grow up. Those things become voices in our heads that now factor in to our every day decisions and thoughts. Some are true and some are not. Some of those voices lead to fear. Erwin McManus writes in my favorite book: What would the world look like if all of us believed our lives would become masterpieces? What would the world be like if each of us had an inner voice that awakened within us our greatest self?
Fear is spelled R.I.S.K. We cannot love deeply or risk greatly and never know failure or disappointment.
If you are an artist as I believe we all are, do yourself a favor and drive to the nearest bookstore to find The Artisan Soul by Erwin Raphael McManus. He will stir your heart and your mind.