Just a quick note—the library is closing soon and I’m running behind because I’ve spent tons of time doing something I “knew” wasn’t my thing. I thought I wouldn’t enjoy it, and that it’d be a complete waste of time.
But not only did it enchant me, I think it might be my thing!
I made a video called Highlights of Bruce Peninsula National Park: Bats, Caves, Harbours & the MS Chi-Cheemaun. This isn’t a big deal to you, but it’s huge for me. I thought I’d hate making travel videos because they’re boring and uncreative.
I was wrong.
The video includes a bat flying around in broad daylight, natural caves in the Georgian Bay, the M.S. Chi-Cheemaun on her first sail of the season, and waterfront accommodations on Cape Croker. Ruby got her tires wet!
After all that, how could I not make a travel video? I was reluctant at first…and then I surprised myself by loving it.
The one thing you can count on
You can’t know anything for sure. You may think you know your partner, kid, job, dog, community or even your own self—but the truth is that surprises are buried in every aspect of your life. You might pretend not to see them. You might ignore them. You might even pray or push them away, but they’re there.
The only thing we can count on is that we can’t know anything for sure. This is good news! If we can live with curiosity and freedom, without the burden of believing we know exactly who and what we’re supposed to be, we can experience life in fresh, exciting, beautiful new ways.
Loosen one of those beliefs you’ve been carrying—maybe you think you’re not good enough, you didn’t do it right, you wouldn’t like going there, you’d be horrible at doing that. Pretend you have amnesia, and you can’t remember anything about who you are and what’ you’ve been taught.
And then do what comes next. Maybe it’s inviting someone over for dinner, trying a new team sport, or selling your house. Maybe it’s learning something new and creative, or doing the same old thing with a whole new attitude.
I gotta go. One thing I know for sure is that when the library closes, librarians get mean. 🙂