A thousand seasons ago, when the children were small, I read to my children eery night and I got the idea that I wanted to get involved at the local library to do a reading program in the children's section. I wanted to be a storyteller actually. I wanted to read stories to them. I mentioned it to my brother and for several years after I mentioned it to him he sent me books of fairy tales. I never got rid of those books. For some reason Iheld onto the Grimm's fairy tales, the Japanese fairy tales the Russian fairy tales, the Yiddish fairy tales. and my favorite Carl Sandburg's Rootabaga Stories. I read them sporadically. At the time I didn't know how to get involved and I was shy enough to never ask anyone at the library. Now I realize how much they may have appreciated my involvement. At the time I didn't "know how" and so I just didn't.
Things I've learned in my life have taught me that if I just ask one person, while they may not have an answer, it begins the path to getting where I think I want to be. When I make a statement other folks will offer options. I am amazed at all the things I could've done if I had just put them out there. Anymore, I am putting it out there. Maybe only in a small way, but I have gained so much satisfaction in just daily stuff by doing something about my dreams. Action is rewarded with satisfaction. There is a happiness in action, regardless of how overused the word happiness is.
I've been reading the Rootabaga Stories, and the Russian fairy tales and writing, writing, writing and it's fun. It's just fun. Of course, the stories are at www.notesfromthecastle.wordpress.com. I was able to find an illustrator that is having fun with this too. That one added element has been killer in my satisfaction. Get others involved. Life is so much more fun with others to share in it. Shared experiences are exponentially more satisfying.
I've settled in to living in a new town, in a new state, in a new home. I've settled in to the job and life as I've made it. There is a satisfaction in that too. It's nice to make life. I am no longer a boat without oars. I had oars all along, I ddin't know how to use them. One can only learn by doing. All the book work in the world will be useless if not used. duh. In so many ways...life is a verb, it requires action.