What is the Great Blue?



Several years ago, I dreamed of a great blue whale. I was kayaking down a mansion corridor filled with water when I spotted it at the end of the hall.  It was huge.  Monumental.  Breathtaking.  It was surfacing there, just ahead of me.  I wanted it.

But I wasn’t quite close enough to reach it.

I live in fear of being insignificant.

Don’t we all?

There is this agonizing desire in me to grab ahold of some huge, monumental, breathtaking reason for my existence and let it carry me into the pages of world changing history.  I want my life to MEAN something.

But with the mundane, everyday life kind of things that my fists are already clenching, how is there space for a great blue whale?  How is there time to chase it?  Amidst changing diapers, endless laundry, and brushing my teeth every day, how does one find purpose?

This little blog is a sacred place for me.  It is a space for me to ponder what life is all about.

Within the boundaries of words, I find little bits of that elusive concept:  Significance.

And the great blue seems not so far away.

“If you want to change the world, pick up your pen and write.”  -Martin Luther


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