Okay, it’s been 2 days since New Year’s Eve and we are storming through January.
I am trying to figure out how to discretely turn my tiny rented bungalow into a greenhouse, extending the living space to outdoors, add a couple of walls of glass windows, which will be not only comfy but brightly lit and filled with plants and the divine smell of leaf and flower and moist soil. THAT’S a place to sleep! To write, to paint, to work, to live! Wahooooooo!!
Which makes me think of Buckminster Fuller, the darling. (Click on his name for an old Sunday Morning tv segment about his work and interviews). His daughter said he described himself as a “comprehensive, anticipatory designer”. Isn’t that lovely. Using the dandelion, the flow of ocean on sand, the planet he loved with all his heart, its endless skies (“You don’t get it,” Bucky Fuller said to someone wondering next to him what it would be like to live in outer space, “we’re all astronauts.”) for inspiration, here was a man who believed that if you could think and dream it you could do it. Which makes perfect sense.
So I suggest an imaginative run into 2013 of all we’ve dreamt (and likely been told ‘IMPOSSIBLE’) for starters in January. And the ready answer to all naysayers including the big screaming Kahuna inside our own brains, NO IT’S NOT IMPOSSIBLE! I CAN DO THAT!
And from my favorite Ray Bradbury, ‘Jump off a cliff, THEN make wings”. I do that.