Teeny-tiny bits of unused tissue littered Cal’s space. She watched falling flakes through the window as she shredded. “I just don’t understand why… Why are ruining our last infusion day? Calling attention to ourselves… when we could calmly sit in front of the fireplace… draw nice quiet sketches for our friends… blend into our surroundings.”
As I was reading your description, and the inner chatter amongst your friends in regards to this “call to collaborate,” I can see in my minds eye, the image of two brothers and their vision, for what would become something we simply take for granted, and rarely think about, manned flight.
When you go back and look at that first image from Kitty Hawk, it’s hard to imagine that’s where it all began, and some would argue that it may have begun someplace else but for those of us here in the United States at least, there’s a pretty compelling story about how two bicycle mechanics, just simply decided to move forward in the face of massive adversity and tremendous competition, and without any of the funding that many of their competitors had as an advantage. But what they didn’t have (their competitors I mean) is they didn’t have the spirit, they didn’t have the heart, they didn’t have the drive, they didn’t have the passion, that these two bicycle mechanic brothers did.
I know a trio with a collaborator who appear to be some of the most passionate Muses I’ve ever heard about. I never realized there was so much written about Muses until I started following yours and now every time I turn around, I run into something about the muse or muses in general...
Here’s to muses and everyday superheroes following their passion, even when that passion is a mere wispy inkling of an idea, a thin thread of possibility, a minuscule menagerie of complexity and concern that it might all be for not, and still finding the tenacity to press on... #Bravo #Kudos
Sign: “I was drinking a beer and the bartender yelled ‘ANYBODY KNOW CPR?’ and I yelled back ‘I KNOW THE WHOLE ALPHABET!’ and we all laughed and laughed. Well, except this one guy.”😁
Ah, user response cards! Where you read the first one and yell “WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!” at the absent responder; by the third one you’re yelling “WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!” at the mirror as a pattern develops to the answers... and flaws become apparent to the questions...
As I was reading your description, and the inner chatter amongst your friends in regards to this “call to collaborate,” I can see in my minds eye, the image of two brothers and their vision, for what would become something we simply take for granted, and rarely think about, manned flight.
When you go back and look at that first image from Kitty Hawk, it’s hard to imagine that’s where it all began, and some would argue that it may have begun someplace else but for those of us here in the United States at least, there’s a pretty compelling story about how two bicycle mechanics, just simply decided to move forward in the face of massive adversity and tremendous competition, and without any of the funding that many of their competitors had as an advantage. But what they didn’t have (their competitors I mean) is they didn’t have the spirit, they didn’t have the heart, they didn’t have the drive, they didn’t have the passion, that these two bicycle mechanic brothers did.
I know a trio with a collaborator who appear to be some of the most passionate Muses I’ve ever heard about. I never realized there was so much written about Muses until I started following yours and now every time I turn around, I run into something about the muse or muses in general...
Here’s to muses and everyday superheroes following their passion, even when that passion is a mere wispy inkling of an idea, a thin thread of possibility, a minuscule menagerie of complexity and concern that it might all be for not, and still finding the tenacity to press on... #Bravo #Kudos
Sign: “I was drinking a beer and the bartender yelled ‘ANYBODY KNOW CPR?’ and I yelled back ‘I KNOW THE WHOLE ALPHABET!’ and we all laughed and laughed. Well, except this one guy.”😁
Ah, user response cards! Where you read the first one and yell “WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!” at the absent responder; by the third one you’re yelling “WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!” at the mirror as a pattern develops to the answers... and flaws become apparent to the questions...
You’ll make it work, Gail! 💚
“Stage fright” popped into my head like a poorly aimed champagne cork! Manifested in different ways.
Cal, almost passive aggressively, diverting her thoughts from the task at hand. And detrimental to teamwork.
Nia? Micromanaging stands out. Why rain on a perfectly good parade after it just started?! Coulda-shoulda-woulda...
Tal’s uncharacteristic gruffness (talking to her team as if corralling Henny’s enthusiasm) does not become her!
Perhaps an ideal time to recite the Prayer of Saint Francis?
“Lord, make me a channel of thy peace...”
Gail? You Rock!!