Poem: Too Much to Want?

2013-08-03 Red Rocks Saturday Morning (71)

Is it too much to want
To be
A marathon winner
A bodybuilding champion
A painter extraordinaire
A sketch artiste
A world-class photographer
An inspiring natural chef
A drumming master
A sensitive songwriter
A renowned poet
A bestselling author
A publishing company mogul
A phenomenal polyglot
An irresistible blues singer
An important movie producer
A sultry actress
A lithe dancer
A riveting talk show host
An engaging travel show star
A revolutionary social justice lawyer
A remarkable international peace negotiator
And a stellar friend?

Is it too much?
What should I strike from the list?
Wait, I’m thinking of a few more to add…

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About the poem:

When my kids were young, they came up with some great answers to “What do you want to be when you grow up?” My favorite was: “A ballerina, a firefighter and a paleontologist.” I loved that combo!

At age 52, there are few things I’ve crossed off my list. In fact, I seem to just keep adding. I think the world is my oyster. Anything is possible.

At the same time, I know now that it’s less important what I am, than how I am. So, in whatever I’m doing, the most important thing is if I can be kind to myself and others now. That takes the manic, panic feel away from these expanding lists that I make for myself. Still, any of these things sound doable and fun. Hmm, what to do?

The photo was taken earlier this month at Red Rocks Amphitheater where people exercise (often quite strenuously!), in the beautiful setting in Golden, Colorado.

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