My favorite quote (or reminder as I like to think of them)...

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.” (Marianne Williamson - A Return to Love)

Thursday, November 11, 2010

I Need a Disco Ball

"We should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once." ~ Friedrich Nietzsche

I've decided that there's something missing in my life. A disco ball. I really, really think that if people made the day a little more silly, goofy, playful - that perhaps life would just be that much more incredible. So, I need a disco ball.

I would hang it in the bakery so that when the Jackson 5 come on or perhaps KC & the Sunshine Band or maybe a little Earth, Wind and Fire, well, I can be ready. I can dance my little fanny around my bakery and have a silly, fun moment.

I'm also thinking I need one in my house. Right above my kitchen island. Though, I would have to be careful not to think I have any talents at all that would allow me to dance with a large chef's knife. I thought about putting it in my Laundry Room, but honestly, when I was a little girl, I remember my Auntie Lisa saying that she was gonna put one in her laundry room someday to make laundry more fun. I didn't do laundry at the time, so I had no idea what she meant, but since I now love doing laundry, I think it best to put it out in the open (plus, I don't want to steal her idea). Maybe I need to buy three. One for her too.

Anyway you slice it, I need a disco ball.
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2 comments:

  1. Merry MENovember 11, 2010 at 6:08 PM

    So where does one buy a disco ball?

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  2. AnonymousNovember 13, 2010 at 9:39 AM

    When I was in college and had my nose perpetually stuck in a book (though I don't know that it's much different now...), my sister used to come into my room and announce: "Finish that sentence -- it's time for a five minute dance party." And she would drag me into the living room and put on the music LOUD and the dancing would commence. For five minutes. And then she and I would go back to our rooms and carry on with our day.
    After Abby was born, we kept doing this, and now, she'll grab one of us and call us to dance, and off we go.
    It would have been so much better if we'd had our very own disco ball! But those are some of my favorite memories, regardless :)

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