In the early 70s we moved into a “new” home, and my bedroom had hideous, antique wallpaper that I unsuccessfully tried to paint. Knowing we would be putting paneling over it, my mother gave me permission to “play,” so I pulled out yet more paint…of course.
Leap forward several decades and you find my sister unearthing the evidence during renovations. She saved this piece for me and, given its history, I decided it was frame worthy and hung it by my bed; it’s one of the first things I see in the morning.
I truly put it on the wall as a lark, but I find myself looking at it every day and smiling for various reasons. This morning, the smile came with the realization that my 12-year-old self was giving my 57-year-old self a great piece of advice: LIVE.
Don’t just exist. Don’t let the days merely drift by. LIVE THEM. It’s YOUR life, given to you by God. Make the most of it.
What comes from the heart, goes to the heart.
Our most important legacy, the one that will carry our little lights onward toward the stars, will be the contribution we make to the lives of other human beings.
Blessed is the man who keeps in touch with his child’s heart.
It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Do all the good you can, by all the means you can, in all the ways you can…as long as ever you can.