To Dare or not to Dare? That is the Question
You’ll see I’ve installed a new header; I was already weary of the snowy winter scene. We’re getting a full dose of it outside and that’s enough.
I like this art gallery! I confess: for years now I’ve dreamed of picking up a brush myself and painting a picture. I’ve done some painting on rocks and liked that; now I have this urge to try working on a real canvas — if only just to swirl out a few funky fun flowers. (I even went so far as to buy the canvas.) But I’m afraid. What if I make a mess of it?
Which brings me to today’s Word Press prompt. I know if I share my dream with a stranger— especially if I pick one who’s standing in the checkout line at Michael’s — she’ll be totally encouraging. If I ask my family and friends, they right away factor in my tendency to start things and never finish them. They know about my blogs, my writing ‘works in progress’, my sewing projects… They’d say, “Do you really need another hobby?”
I read once that people who go for counseling — to marriage counselors especially — prefer to go to strangers. Then the counselor they explain their situation to won’t be biased by what they already know about this person’s behavior. I can follow that!
Friends or Strangers
Back to the prompt. I’d never ever try bungee jumping, but I’ll picture myself standing at the top of a ski slope contemplating doing a daring descent. I look around for support. “Can I really do this?”
Strangers would likely cheer me on. “Sure. Give it a try!” (And if I’m holding up the line they may even give me a good push!) If I land up at the bottom in a heap of broken bones, they’ll say, “Well, maybe she shouldn’t have.” They may encourage, but they’re not offering to come and sit with me or do the cleaning for me while I recuperate.
My friends’ support will be tempered by what they know of me. If they know my sense of balance is iffy at the best of times, or that when things get out of control I tend to freeze or panic and start screaming, they’ll probably say, “Well… Maybe you should rethink this.”
My family’s opinion may be even more dampened if they know I’m a grouchy, demanding patient and my house is in need of a lot of cleaning at the moment.
Conversely, if those who know me well say, “Go for it. You can do this,” their encouragement will carry a lot more weight than the cheers of a bunch of strangers. If I want honesty, I go to those who know me best. Wouldn’t you?
Some years back my husband and I were contemplating going to a conference of our Church. I trembled to think of being in a sea of strangers — like seven or eight thousand. I was definitely ready to stay home, but DH said, “Once you get there you’ll meet someone you know and start visiting. You’ll do just fine.”
So I went along on his encouragement and it was just as he said. He knows me well. 🙂