They always told me to shoot for the stars.  Well, I did and in aiming for them all, I realized that I am not actually reaching any particular one.

My life has always been more of a compilation of extracurricular activities rather than a single concentration.  What can I say?  I love a lot.  I do a lot, but I also doubt a lot.  Consequently as this Favorite Photos section has somehow turned into the What-I-Am-Currently-Feeling-Via-Pictures section, I selected this next one because lately I’ve been really struggling with the invasive voices of doubt.  It seems I just can’t get them out of my mind.  Then again, there are those damned utterances telling me that I can’t.

For that reason, during this time, place, and season, the one thing I ask, the thing I seek most is Wonder–the inexplicable by-product that follows when I choose to open instead of close my eyes to the circumstances and stare them down with a resolute hope that the no’s are really bumpers to my lucky strike and and the question marks, suspense-building tools to my compelling memoir.  For when I reflect back on my twenties as I do now on my adolescence, I want to be wowed!  I want to declare, “Everything turned so much better than I could have ever imagined!”

I desire that my sense of Wonder would grow, and I intend for it never to stop.  Thus as I work to calculate the precise coordinates of my celestial intent, I will shoot for Wonder.

I am utterly convinced my starry answer will be along this trajectory.

WONDER.

[Charleston, SC]