Uniquely Yours Craft Journal

Dear Fellow Journalers,

Another post by G. Enjoy!

~Sallie

Remember that beautiful old song: “Somewhere over the rainbow, birds fly high, if birds fly over the rainbow, why then oh why can’t  I?”

I’d like to suggest you can! Oh not in every thing and all the time. We all have our weak points. Take me for example: I’m terrible at math. From the earliest days of long division to Trig and Aniline Calculus, whatever side of the brain handles that, well mine went out to lunch one day and never came back to work. But I never let it get me down. So I’d never be an engineer or rocket scientist, let somebody else do that, but I did have talent in History and Writing. So I decided that limits are barriers we set on ourselves, and I decided it was time for me to fly over the rainbow.

My first manuscript entitled “The Siege at Sevastopol” was not exactly a page turner. It lacked the two things every good piece needs: Heart and directed purpose. So I went out to try again, and with some mentors to help, my new manuscript entitled “The Siege at Sevastopol as Compared with the Siege at Khe Sahn” doubled my readership. These two events, over a hundred years apart, had both much and little in common.  It started talk among true military historians, it even started debates. I was now the toast of the town. Invited to speak and lecture. I had managed to fly over the rainbow!

My next challenge is to fly over the moon. I don’t know if I’ll make it, but if you drive by my home one night and notice the lights on in the Study, you’ll find that crazy bastard friend of yours is trying to write the piece that will build the rocket!

By the way, did I mention that the view from the top of the rainbow is FANTASTIC! Much better than that you see with both feet on earth. It invigorates your spirits and allows you to put aside the weights that have been holding you down.

So what rainbow is yours to fly over? What’s holding you back from doing it? Strengthen your wings and come up to where the air is rare!

So in the words of that old Frank Sinatra song: COME FLY WITH ME, LET’S FLY, LET’S FLY AWAY!