With thanks to Bob Evans for today’s blog title. Were I more tech-savvy, you would be listening to the lovely Mr Evans singing Don’t You Think it’s Time? When I write my blog posts, I have a look to see which song sums up how I am feeling, or reflects what I am about to write. I picked this song because of the title, but listening to the lyrics, I realised that todays song picked me.
“Don’t you think it’s time, time for quelling fear, time for a new year,
time for meaning what you say.
Don’t you think it’s time for easing doubt, time for reaching out,
time to open up your eyes.”
Some of you will know that I have been wrestling with a lot of things the last year or so. In so many ways it’s been the worst year of my life, but at the same time it’s also been the best. The things that looked like they were insurmountable problems, turned out to be life-changing gifts that I would not exchange for anything. People who appeared to be tormentors, proved to be teachers. Women whom I’ve never met, ended up giving me the kick up the bum that I so desperately needed. Despite being terrified of heights and scared shitless of failing, I’ve inched my way to the edge of the cliff, stood up, and today, I jumped off.
It may not look like much, but 25 mins ago Australia Post took responsibility for four little post boxes of my thanks, my hopes and my dreams. I have no idea where those little boxes – or indeed the Universe – want me to go, but I’m surrendering to it. I’m listening to my heart, and trusting where it leads me. Maybe failure, maybe success, maybe something in between. The important thing is that I gave it a shot. Am giving it a shot.
There is a beautiful line in Julie & Julia, where Julia & Paul Childs are bundling her manuscript into post boxes, and taping them up ready for posting to publishing houses. Julia says something about standing in this moment, the moment where you send something out into the universe with hope and love. The moment where anything is possible. That’s how I feel right now. Anything is possible. It’s might be too early in the piece, but Martha Stewart – consider this notice. Aim for the stars, fall on your arse? Probably. Possibly. Maybe. Maybe not.
My name is Miss Alison and I make things. And this Sunday at Eveleigh Artisan’s Market I will be wo-maning my first ever market stall, where I will be selling my version of a tie-pin. If you are in the area, I would love to see you.