Last week I missed my blogging. Things were in such a spin that my mind wouldn’t focus on anything and any attempt I made at writing a blog turned into either a droll little nothingness or a list of things achieved. I’ve finished one such thing now, and with it has opened a great gap.
My script is done - or at least the first draft is. It’s had the once through and nod of approval from one sister and I’m just waiting on the a second before I can begin sharing it with the world. I’m actually quite pleased with it, and with Jude and Clem behind me to drive me forward, I’m hopeful that something will come of it.
Whilst pooling ideas for possible blogs the idea of anniversaries was mentioned. It’s true that 2011 has been a landmark anniversary year for our family. Clemency has just turned 18, Judith 21, the two “big” birthdays. As well as those we celebrated the 25th anniversary of first setting foot on Orcadian soil in March and the 10th anniversary of our first return holiday. A lot has definitely happened in that time.
But the big family anniversary is happening on 25th September. This is the founding event, the one that moulded and created the six uniquely individuals that are my siblings and I. It’s Mum’s and Dad’s wedding anniversary - 35 years. Their’s is quite a sweet, romantic story, a short courting, a non-existent engagement and a long and happy marriage. I hope when I fall in love it will be like that.
There is something about spontaneity. Firstly it’s a fantastic word, although it is rather long considering it’s meaning, and secondly it gives a glow that all the planning in the world can’t light up. As anyone who knows me will vouch for, I am immensely unorganised and as for planning ahead 5, 10, even 20 years, I'm lucky if I plan 5, 10 or 20 minutes. When I was teaching in school I would meticulously plan amazingly structured lessons only to find that 5 minutes in I’d left the precision of the A4 sheet and engaged the pupils in a discussion or task that would actually interest them.
Nothing goes to plan. Only those who have plans can fail to achieve them. This is not to say that all planning is pointless, but that it should only be a guideline. How can you sit and plan 10 years in the future when you don’t know what added variables and dependants there may be by then? It took our parents just over 4 months to know they wanted to be together forever, neither of them planned it. When we were little Lydia and I would plan every minute of Christmas day and each year we were so glad it never went according to plan, because every year it was better than we could ever have planned it to be.
Randomly, I want to talk about turtles. No, not the turtles that I used to have to look for down every grate (of which Michelangelo was undoubtedly the best) but normal turtles. I don’t remember for sure why I wanted to discuss them, but I know I did because Clemency made me a picture of one. I suppose they are my perfect example, though. As one of the longest living creatures on the planet, it does not hinder them not to plan what the future has in store for them. Life can be lived quite happily without having regimented notes of dates and times to adhere to.
That being said, have your hopes, your ambitions and, most of all, your dreams. Just don’t measure everything against time. After all, the passage of time is only another example of limitation (as planning is) and it is such limits that stop our hopes and dreams becoming reality.
Today, make a dream come true. Don’t plan it, just let it happen.
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