I have heard the mermaids singing

Today's Wishcasting asks: What do you wish to dare?" I was immediately reminded of lines from T.S. Eliot's poem The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock:

Do I dare

Disturb the universe?

In a minute there is time

For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse

Later, Eliot's narrator mournfully says:

I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me.

So I am thinking about this idea of hearing the mermaids' song, and what that would look like in my life. I've been thinking a lot about dreaming big and how every dream starts off with one step. And then another. And another. I've also been reflecting upon the seemingly small dreams that morph into something huge. Like having a child in one's life. So many people have them, but nobody accurately conveyed to me the immensity of it all. Probably because I wouldn't have believed them.

So today I am wishing to dare to hear my mermaids' song and to follow it, even if that means crashing into the rocks. This past week I flashed on this idea of a book of my photographs to accompany the poems (for lack of a better description) that I have been writing and some of which I have posted here. I am not thinking huge; just a Blurb or Shutterfly book created for myself and my family. But who I am to say where this step might take me? And just contemplating this project makes me feel all wiggly tingly happy inside.

I dare to believe the mermaids do sing for me. I wish to dare myself to sing back. Loudly, with my head thrown back and arms wide open.

And always, I remember that Dreams + Action = Believing in myself. And that is something I want to be sure to model for my little Cowgirl.



And yes, I already wear my trousers rolled ... (okay, you need to read the entire poem for this reference.)