Happy
Harry
“Dreaming
when Dawn's Left Hand was in the Sky
I
heard a Voice within the Tavern cry,
'Awake,
my Little ones, and fill the Cup
Before
Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry.'”
II
in the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam
“Twenty
years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't
do than by the things you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail
away from safe harbor, catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore.
Dream. Discover.”
Mark
Twain
Every
year, as I approach another birthday, I feel that old shiver of
restless energy begin to make its way up my spine. Another year gone
and what do you have to show for it, I ask myself. How many years do
you have ahead? I begin to see suggestions everywhere, like the
quotes above. One of them was posted on my Facebook page by a friend
just yesterday. I haven't noticed the Rubaiyat in decades, yet I
picked it off the shelf this morning and opened to this quote.
Another warning came on an advertisement inside a credit card
statement: 'Don't wait until it's too late!' That's the way the
universe works—when there's a message that needs to get through my
thick skull, it comes to me in every conceivable way. Road signs,
headlines, happenstance and serendipity—until I say, “Okay! I get
it! You can stop now!”
I
saw on the news last night, young Prince Harry's escapade in Vegas.
As my son so colorfully says, 'the crown jewels were on display'. But
I say—go Harry! Have some fun while you are young. It must be awful
to be in the public spotlight twenty-four seven. My friends and I
went skinny-dipping in the Gulf of Mexico on my 50th
birthday! We weren't half as pretty as Harry, trust me, but it was an
experience of freedom and fun. I'm glad no one was there with a cell
phone, but I'm not at all sorry I did it. Everyone should go
skinny-dipping at least once in their lives.
I
agree with Twain; the worst possible outcome would be to get to the
end of life and realize you haven't lived. It would be sad beyond
bearing to look back and be disappointed by the fact that you had
played it safe; dotted all your i's, crossed all your t's, obeyed all
the rules and had no good stories to tell. Life is a moving feast to
be enjoyed, celebrated and deeply appreciated.
In
the spirit,
Jane
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