My thanks to Gregg Morris for pointing me to this Pantene ad. I’m writing this through tears. I won’t give away the story, which takes only four minutes to watch. They are four minutes well spent.
We’ve all met the dream robbers. Some are bullies, like the girl in this ad.
Others are well-meaning friends. In a kindly, caring tone they take the fledgling dream we share with them and crush it. They deliver a variation of: “Hardly anyone succeeds as a musician/actor/storyteller/dancer/painter/writer. You have only a modicum of talent. Your dream is nice but not realistic.”
Fortunately, many of us meet the street violinist. He recognizes the different drum to which we march, the blue guitar on which we play. Or we find a friend who believes in us no matter how many times our manuscript is rejected, our painting unsold, our performance a critic’s stomping ground.
Filled with our own dream and, if we are fortunate, supported by someone who believes in us, we shake out our butterfly wings and fly.
Creativity in all its forms is a blessing, to ourselves and to the world. For me, one of the joys of living in an Internet age is the ease with which we can share whatever gifts we have.
And so many of you who read these blogs are my street violinists. Your loving responses make my heart sing and my fingers fly on the keyboard.