quiet wishes...

There is not anything here that is specific in nature, other than my thoughts, feelings and aspirations.

Today is a bit of an exception. Albeit I do not write with a specific intention—whether it be to solve a specific problem, reach out to a specific person—today is just a wee bit of an exception. And do not ask, please, other than to trust my

…quiet wishes: of the resolute need to reach out to the perceived intangible

even though it is in reach. We know that there is something there, can feel it, know that it is of a permanency in nature and concrete in form. It has yet to arrive.

It is somewhat like the candles that we blow out on our big day. As we sit, facing the warm light, slightly closing our eyes, we focus on that secret wish that we are not to share with anyone. Then we blow. Possibly, our wish will come true.

And should we carry that wish, we are ultimately the only one who knows if it truly does come to fruition.

On the flip—where is the accountability when it comes to fulfilling our wish? Should we not share it, we absolve ourselves by thinking that it will not be jinxed. No one will ever know, so no harm done, right?

Yet should we choose to share our wish, we are allowing ourselves to become vulnerable. Maybe it was a silly notion and we are too embarrassed to let others know. Or maybe it is a wish that is so dense with hope, should we fail to achieve it only we know that it is our own heart that is heavy with disappointment. Either way, it is up to us to decide as to whether we would like to invite others in on our little secret.

I have one wish.

I have only shared it with the very desire of which I would like to achieve. As the warm light of the candles approach this very day, as the eyes are closed and the breath of hope takes out the candles light, only time will tell if the vulnerability has paid off. I have declined absolution, while at the same time possibly, quite possibly have avoided the jinx. Over the next few weeks time will tell… maybe balancing absolution with a twinge of jinx shall bring the wish to fruition.

question: when do you close your eyes?