 The Gift of Time |
... growing-up-wise, I am just now feeling like I might have a clue. Maybe a tiny inkling of what part of the picture of my life will look like when it's done; I'm an immensely curious creature and this keeps me looking, all through the year... what's the tapestry going to be? What am I making of myself? How will I change? It's not about "shoulds" - what should you have done, who should you be with, what should you become... but "cans"... possibilities unfolding like millions of layers of light. At 26, you're stunning. Already, a truly gorgeous woman (and I mean that, seriously) and you're witty and fun and smart and cool. You're outgoing and intuitive, you're sensitive and strong, you're sweet and sharp all rolled into one. You're incredibly unique. You have a real gift, Eliza, a gift of seeing - into people, seeing the world clearer and with more intuition than I ever dreamed to have. You have a gift of laughter and smiling and wonderment. If I could give you anything for your birthday, I wish I could give you the knowledge of how really incredibly special you are ... Have you ever walked through or driven through a rainbow? I did, when I was a kid, about 12. My dad was taking me fishing at Lake Varrete early one morning; far down a country road where we traveled, I could see a rainbow shimmering, its downward arch reaching from one side to the other. I held my breath, afraid to say something out loud, it was so incredibly brilliant to me - that mirage ahead, that magic -- and I hoped against hope that we were going to drive through it and understand it, for once. As we got closer, the mist spread out and out and out until you couldn't really see it any more and as we moved through it, it was as if it wasn't there. There was nothing to mark that, "hey, you're in the middle of the rainbow right here!" moment until, blink, we were on the other side. I whirled around and looked out the back window of the truck and there it was, coalescing again and a few seconds later, as we left it, it was sharp and crystal clear and excrutiatingly beautiful with the colors crisp against the foggy gray sky. And a few yards further, I could see more and more of it, as it arched over the trees, magnificent. This angst and unease and at odds that you're feeling? You're in the middle of the rainbow, E. I promise you. You're beautiful and sharp and full of colors and as you move through it, you're only going to be more stunning on the other end. Happy birthday. --hugs --toni
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