“What if you wake up some day and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid?
Pick a new direction, one you wouldn’t mind ending up at, and aim for that. Shoot the moon.” – Anne Lamott
I love this quotation. The notion of a big juicy creative life. Of radical silliness. And the folly of letting jiggly thighs of standing in the way of anything.