I looked through an old photo album the other day. I guess I was simply feeling Nostalgic, but looking at photos of myself from grade school led to a Revelation.
I used to be absolutely Fearless. Unselfconscious. Almost frighteningly so.
I believed there wasn’t a thing in the world I couldn’t do or be. This often resulted in the unfortunate wearing of a Costume in public.
I wanted to be Evel Knievel for the longest time. He was the definition of Awesome. In fact, everything I wanted to be during that time was Awesome. In many ways the late 1970’s-1980’s were a Golden Age of Awesomeness.
If my Inner Child had become all of the things he had Dreamed of, his Resume might look like this (click image to zoom):
OK, I was a weird kid.
Yes, I wanted to be Michael Jackson. Yes, my parents were concerned.
Still, this is the kind of person I need to become again. Someone that lives in the Culture of the Possible.
We need more people to be in the culture of the possible. It seems like more and more people are playing it safe, myself included. We need the dreamers, the risk takers, the out of box thinkers… I just don’t know if there’s room in the world for break dancers anymore.
If there’s still room in the world for glee clubs, there’s still room for breakdancers.
If there’s room in the world for Honey Boo Boo, there’s room for breakdancers.
That’s a pretty damned awesome resume, for sure!
It would have been, had I followed through on any of those aspirations. Tough thing, that following through…
and I wanted to marry Michael Jackson!
You could have lived in a theme park… What’s not awesome about that?