Somehow, I have managed to make it to 100 posts. It took me a long while though. Probably longer than it should have. But, hey, I made it.
I like the story of The Tortoise and The Hare.
In case you have forgotten, the hare was boasting about how fast he could run, and how slow the tortoise was. Finally, the tortoise answered back, “Who do you think you are? There’s no denying you’re swift, but even you can be beaten!”
The hare laughed, and boldly declared himself “speedy” and dared the tortoise to accept the challenge, which the tortoise did. A “course was planned and the next day at dawn they stood at the starting line.”
Now, here’s where the Hare gets himself into trouble. Seeing as how slow the tortoise is, the hare decides to take a nap. When he wakes up from his nap, he sees that the tortoise is still not that far off from him, so he decides to have some breakfast too. Then, with his belly full, he decides he needs to have another nap.
Finally, (and probably groggy too), he wakes up and sees the tortoise in the far distance. Now, he has a lot of ground to make up for…and, he cannot do it! Ta da!!
Oh,the poor hare!
Because of my back issue, I have been forced to slow down. This means that things like my aspirations of writing have also been forced to slow down. I can only do so much. I only have so much energy to expend.
The problem is that I feel the pressure from the outside world to keep up to their pace. They tell me age is against me, to hurry up, to get it done already…
I also have to fight my own mind, and resist the pressure of comparing myself to what and how others are doing. Other writers seem to be on ‘fire’, producing a prolific amount of work, while I am just a little ‘kindling’. (The only consolation is writing is that it is difficult to break in no matter how much work you’re producing…so sad!!)
It’s hard to look at this children’s story through adult eyes, and believe that this could actually be possible. I would like to believe that in the end, I will persevere, that I will win the race in spite of my limited abilities, and consequently smaller writing portfolio.
Reason says it is impossible. My imagination says it is possible. I like my imagination better.
So, today I am throwing reason out of the window for something better – Hope – Who will join me?
Question: Do you have a moment or moments in your life where you won the race in spite of the odds?
By the way, I mean no ill-will to those who are writing up a storm. We writers are in this together!!!