I’ve always loved tales of the improbable, especially of the human kind. The underdog, the comeback kid, the hero surmounting daunting odds: I think most people are drawn to these lionhearted tales. A lot of their magic is wrapped up in the notion of possibility.
Witnessing someone else’s expansion of the limits of possibility inspires us and our imaginations. If he/she/they can do that, what else is possible? For them, but also for me?
While my own stories of being and doing the improbable fall far short of many, I realize that a number of my choices have been fueled at least partly as a vote of confidence for possibility. If I head out to the more distant reaches of convention, of the norm, I hope to contribute to the treasure chest that is possibility.
Not to suggest that I have done things solely or even primarily because they are unlikely to succeed, or that I am. But rather that when I have been deeply drawn to experience something that many would consider odd, unusual, crazy, I have often forged ahead–admittedly with knees shaking–in the hopes that my actions might inspire others, might fire their imaginations.
Walking away from a career as a lawyer to pursue my lifelong passion for dancing when I was nearing 40, and now dancing more than ever in my late 50s; legally changing my first name; painting our house lavender; wearing my Santa Hat out and about every year; dancing solo in public spaces–they are pretty small potatoes compared to the daily tales of human grandeur we hear about.
Yet, I like to think that in the balance of the universe’s energy, my actions have supported albeit in a wee way, the side for an expansive sense of possibility. I hope my choices can illustrate that when we are passionate about something, even though things may seem unlikely, uncertain, risky, if they are only improbable, then what we seek may still be possible.
And with those odds? I say, GO.FOR.IT.
“I want to think again of dangerous and noble things.
I want to be light and frolicsome.
I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing,
as though I had wings.”~Mary Oliver
*Thanks to my friend hitandrun for turning me on to this fabulous quote from the brilliant Mary Oliver