I sat down with my coffee this morning and was writing down my ideas and making some lists. I wanted all the thoughts I had, however incomplete and unconnected, to be on paper. There had to be proof that they existed.
During this process thoughts of my last conversation with my Grannie kept popping into my head. She told me that no matter what, make sure I follow my bliss, whatever it may be. At the time, we'd been talking about dance. She said looking back at her life, she'd had some great adventures and a wonderful life, but that she had also just gone along for the ride and hadn't followed her own bliss necessarily.
So this morning I was thinking about her and the adventures she'd gone on in life. In my mind, she was tough and a pioneer. Whether or not that's how others would describe her, doesn't matter. My grandfather wrote a book, Butter Side Up, about their adventures. The picture above is from the book and was taken by their friend Peter Whyte, on their ranch in southern Alberta. I pulled it out to look at a few of the pictures of the two of them. On the inside, he'd written me a note.
"...With special love from your grandpa who prays that you make the most of what comes your way."
I had forgotten about what it said, but it is so appropriate for where I am in life. Here I am, this morning, making plans in an attempt to make the most of where I am and what has come my way, all while following my bliss. Neither of my grandparents have been around for about ten years, but I bet they're smiling down on me today, knowing that their words are helping me find my way.
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