There are some things one can only achieve by a deliberate leap in the opposite direction.
On Christmas Eve, we made it to a church service, ate dinner at La Cocinita, and then drove around downtown Denver, admiring the lights. We were headed home, to make cookies and get cozy, when someone pointed out that we were driving past the skate park. Someone else said, “Let’s stop!”
I was the curmudgeon, resisting the new idea. It’s cold outside. Isabel’s in her slippers. The real skaters might not like kids running around. Can’t we just go home?
The majority won. It was cold, but once we started running around nobody complained: the puffy coats and bunny slippers functioned beautifully. Maybe we got a few leery looks from the other skaters, particularly because only one of us even had a skateboard, but who cares? And we were there for the first snowflakes of the evening- completely magical.
Rounding out this month, I’m thinking about the gift that the young, and the young at heart, continually give to those of us who are habitually stuck. If we listen, they’ll always push our thinking with their insistent questions.
When I stop and answer those questions honestly, I begin to take my own deliberate little hop in the opposite direction. And a hop is preferable to standing frozen in the way we’ve always done things.
Are any parts of your life frozen? Why do you think you’re stuck? Why not try a new direction?
If you’re busy coming up with an exhaustive list of reasons to not try something new (too tired, too cold, punk skaters will look at you like you’re crazy, you’re only wearing bunny slippers), I hope you’ll consider tabling your why-nots for even a few minutes. Once you take the first hop, it may lead to jumping, skipping, bounding and someday leaping.