Everyone has a point where they say ‘this is my limit’. This is where I stop, where I settle. These are the defined edges of my life. These are places I am not willing to go beyond.
I live amongst people who’ve found their edges of their experience, who’ve defined their boundaries, who’ve found a place where they want to settle. They find comfort in the stopping, in the settling, in the shapes that form in the settling. They celebrate in china, and hydrangeas and welcome mats. They accept their boundaries with good cheer, bonhomie and a grateful inevitability.
In amongst these settlers I am a pioneer, a journeywoman chasing a vivid dream like a butterfly across a rainbow sky. I haven’t found my limit, haven’t found my place to settle. Occasionally, I see a fence or a wall, and I think that perhaps this is it, this is my time to stop questing and to settle, maybe this is where the rainbow ends for me, but there is always a chink in the fence, the walls are always scalable and the horizons are always too enticing.
There is always treasure to be sought, there are always horizons and adventures and I WANT THEM ALL. There is always the next big bright and shiny thing, the next big ‘but what if I did that thing?’, the lure of experience. There’s a neverending stream of possibility that feeds my soul I can scent it out in urban jungles, on wild clifftops, and in gentle lush valleys. It leads me gently into places I might otherwise fear to walk, caresses me like a lover and whispers to me of faith and beauty. It is too much to refuse. It opens me up and says DANCE, LOVE, DREAM.
It’s an effervescent streak of dreaming, that can lead me to treasure more precious than riches. It draws me out to dance under streetlamps at midnight. It finds me standing in a new city with a small bag and a duffel coat, just like Paddington Bear just landed from Peru. It leaves me with the same wild hopes I had as a five year old child with the same unblemished hope that somewhere out there, life is EVEN BIGGER than my dreams.
In a world where the finding the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow is the ultimate goal, I want to live a life founcing from rainbow to rainbow, sliding down rainbows backwards and tumbling over clouds in a pell-mell race to find what’s beyond. My time of settling in not now, not yet and maybe not ever. This is my time to chase VIVID dreams.
