scribbling your mark on the world........

“Making your mark on the world is hard.

If it were easy, everybody would do it.

 But it's not.

It takes patience, it takes commitment,

and it comes with plenty of failure along the way.

The real test is not whether you avoid this failure, because you won't.

it's whether you let it harden or shame you into inaction, or whether you learn from it;...” 
― Barack Obama

It is Friday evening....

I'm tired...

exhausted from a week of running, working out, working, cleaning, being....

I don't want to think about anything but sleep....

and

then I see this picture of a tree that I took

on a hike....and my mind begins to

wonder....

I start thinking about why someone would carve their initials,

a picture,

their love...

in a tree on the side of a cliff out in the middle of nowhere.....

I suppose,

underneath all our daily living...

what we really want to know is

that

somehow

we did just that...

made a tiny little mark..

somewhere in the universe...

somewhere on this little planet we call home.

I look at the world...

it is so big...

and

here

I sit...

on

a couch

in the middle of the south,

under full moon sky,

with

the first fall-like evening

where there is a cool crisp bite in the air....

and

wonder about my little mark....

I think about it,

wonder about it,

sit some more and fight off sleep...

making our mark...

it is hard work,

takes energy and tools and ideas

and

courage I do suppose...

trying is the hard thing..

getting the first little nick

in the wood...

daring the first time,

moving,

pushing,

sweating even....

hard work it is...

we

might think we've messed up,

that it isn't good enough,

but

doing something,

making a nick,

a prick

even just a scribble

out of our true authentic self

is better than the alternative...

doing nothing...

walking in robot like fashion,

going through the motions,

too afraid to speak up or out or for...

silenced by terror,

shaken to the core,

hiding from others....

perhaps...

this scribbling and nicking

and carving in trees

is

a safe place

to try it first..

to be true to self

and

name

a place in the universe..choose a thing to bear our imprint...

even if it may be off the beaten path....

making a mark,

scribbling against the smooth surface,

moving with all your might

in

a silent hidden world,

it is a good thing...

leaves a dent,

lets' others know..

you exist....

let's us know we exist....

a tiny tree,

small pen knife,

silent and alone,

push it in,

scribble it,

trace the letters of your name

and

make

your authentic mark

on the world.

It's not easy,

but

oh..so freeing...

Go on...

on this cool Friday evening...

Make your mark...

scribble a bit

and

be...

it's better than doing

absolutely nothing...

happy Friday

and

hugs...