#9 ~ Life is like a bowl of bananas…

January 27, 2010 at 3:36 pm · Filed under Uncategorized ·Tagged My Life, The 'Project'

Who would have thought that my inspiration for today could come from my daughter’s bowl of mashed up bananas? I think of the wildest things from the most mundane moments in life. Let me explain…

I’ve been thinking a lot about how many of us have these desires to accomplish larger-than-life goals and how most will just leave it in the backs of their minds. Some will just blatantly throw their dreams out the window.

What is the reason we toss our bucket lists aside? The feeling of being inadequate has crossed my mind from time to time. I’m nobody special. I’m your average Joe, er, I mean, Jane. (No offense to any ladies named Jane.)

I want to do some big things. I want to write a book…a book people would actually want to read. I’d love to give a motivational speech and touch at least one person in a profound way. At one point in my life, I wanted to have my own talk show, but now, I’d rather just be on a talk show at least once. Nothing Jerry Springer-ish though. Those are just a few items on my bucket list that I refuse to set aside.

I haven’t been trained on how to reach my goals. All I have is a burning desire to somehow gather what I have learned throughout life and make something out of it.

So how does the bowl of mashed up bananas play into all of this?

Well, my two year old had just finished her favorite snack of bananas with milk and honey. She whined and fussed  when she realized it was all gone. She wanted more out of that bowl. All she could do was focus on the fact that it was gone. But really, it wasn’t. I told her to calm down and asked her to watch as I scraped the sides of the bowl. I gathered another big spoonful of mush.

She looked up at me and said, “You did it, Mommy!”

That last bite satisfied her. She didn’t beg for more, but instead, got down from her seat and looked around the room for something fun to do now that she was full.

I stopped right there and thought about how that’s life. We can either look at ourselves as scattered leftovers from a bunch of life events that don’t add up to much or we can gather the remnants and see how full our spoon really is….and be satisfied, then move on. Don’t sit there just crying about wanting more. Realize that you didn’t go through all these crazy life events for nothing. Every bite of life has left you just the right amount of residual to fill your spoon.

I’ve had moments this past week where I thought the ‘project’ was too huge for me. I’ve felt empty because of its hugeness. (By the way, it’s not one of the items mentioned above.) The ‘project’ is on a national scale. Now, I know I’m physically tall, but I have never thought myself as nationally-sized-big. Maybe state-sized Rhode Island or Connecticut, but not national.

Today, I’m gathering my banana mush on my spoon.

I have another conference call with Mr. Pres and VP tomorrow. I’ll be reporting about the research I completed last week. I’ll leave out the ‘mashed up bananas’ story. I’m moving on…

“If we did all the things that we are capable of doing, we would literally astound ourselves.” – Thomas Edison

photo by chamanit

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©2010 Melody G. Fritchley

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