I patiently waited for him to come to the surface and watched as he chambered up onto the hose of the pool sweep, quite exhausted by the effort.
I was able to fish him out and was rewarded by finding another tiny companion, swimming listlessly in the outlet as well.
I had a thought about it all, besides the one where my kids chide me for picking up toads with my bare hands...
and wondered how many times I too have turned away from HELP, being unable to over come my FEAR, and walk the Path toward that which would HELP me and my situation.
I have been bossed around by Fear much of my life. I am ashamed to admit this cowardice, however it is none the less true.
I think I have mostly been afraid to succeed, as failure is what I am comfortable with, it is the familiar water of my Pool.
So. May I have sense enough to NOT turn away from that which would help me, teach me, GUIDE me, and May I not resist the urge to Succeed. may I attend to the thoughts that inspire me, and NOT dismiss them. May I act on them, actualize them and Recognize their source as being inspired.
May I have the good sense to appreciate the Prayers that are answered.
And may I have courage enough to act, TO ACT, TO ACT, even when I am Afraid to do so.
May you also.
8 comments:
Wonderful words, wonderfully strung together.
Linda, the Mousemaker
Dearest Robin,
I would have never guessed that you, like me, have let fear in your life. I remember when you posted a list of all the adventures you have had in your life and I thought to myself that I have only scratched the surface as I feel I am only starting to "let go" and believe that I will be able to do what I have always wanted, my dreams..etc. I always felt that somehow I was never worthy or deserved to do something for myself. Thank you so much for sharing from your heart. Your words are always so beautiful and resounding to me...whether it be one of your stories of far away and magical places...or more close to home. AND you do HELP others so much, your family, your very important work, helping and taking care of others everyday and always a word of encouragement to your friends...like me so far away. You are am amazing woman!!!! :) xoxox
LOVE your creations...I really need more because they are so happy and adventurous and they NEVER live in fear but embrace life to it's fullest. :)
hugs from my heart, Amy
Good Morning, Robin,
Thank you for this story and your beautiful reminder.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend. ~Natalie
Thanks Robin,
Great words to live by!
Enjoy your day,
Barb
Oh Wow robin..thanks so much for the Tweet.
How kind. Linda, the Mousemaker
I will come back to read this post a few times, let your words sink in and take comfort in them. I say comfort because I think it is when we share our experiences that we are able to start being honest with our own experiences and stare them in the face, instead of distracting ourselves from them, and slowly we are able to hopefully overcome our fears. Bossed around by fear - yes, indeed that is how I have felt most of my life too. Sometimes anger has spilled out, masquerading as fear, other times its irritation, what underlies all those emotions is fear. Thank you for these honest words.
Bless your heart girl, for being a toad saver. I'm always hoppin' off the mower at my mom's chasing a toad across the lawn so that I don't massacre him (sure the neighbors are laughing!) Have you ever read Mandela's '94 inaugural speech? Allow yourself to shine! Take care friend ~*~Lisa
Oh Baggs-how I love this post, and all the comments as well-you have such a band of wonderful followers! I also will re-read this post. It made me cry for many reasons. We are both toad savers and fearful, but at the same time I think we are courageous and bold, and would do anything to save our family or friends-or strangers....I think the fear part is just a shadow-the real part is that you actually DO help us with your words, your creations, and you are doing a wonderful work at your profession, even though you want to drop the keys down a hole....now I can just see you making some kind of critter who would go down the hole and bring back the keys....
I love you Robin, my baggy friend.
Debra, your Bean-pal
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