There is a song, “When Hot Gets A Little Cold”
by the amazing Cyndi Lauper, that always pulls so many thoughts into focus when I hear it. Makes me look at all of the things that I thought were so hot, things that I knew I could do, the life I thought I was leading. Sometimes it's so easy to let things burn hot.. then let them fall away. Like a hot match, you hold it so tight, fearing it will fly right out of your hand and burn you if you don't hold it tight. But that spark only lasts so long if I don't find a way to hold on to it.
There are so many things through the years that I've been passionate about, but it grew cold so fast and I've almost forgotten about them now. What does that say about me? How do I keep from burning that fire so hot that I can't hold that light long? Can I be a writer, a crafter, a mother, a wife, a friend, a blogger, a vegetarian, coffee lover, a woman… and so much more, without losing something?
Perhaps it's fear.. fear of losing the ground I'm standing on in order to take the chance of leaping. Instead I look around and wish I was fearless and could be great.