10:29pm
Friday evening...10 Aug '12
In the quiet of this Friday evening (except when I'm yelling for the home team...and that amazing athlete with no legs from South Africa!), watching the Olympics, I’m amazed at what has taking place in London. Whew! The grueling training to stretch, reach, lean into the goal is setting off all kinds of thoughts about life.......yours and mine.
Just watched the USA women win gold, finally, in their 4X100 meter relay...in world record time: 40.82. Ho my.......!!!
Earlier today, going back over saved emails from this very full and fruitful week, I was reminded of a man who also stretches...his imagination, creativity, his rich look at life...who reaches into new places and leans into the future of artistic communication that encourages life. His remarkable work encourages each of us to do the same.
Nic Askew’s weekly blog consistently encourages me to stretch, reach and lean into my today’s and tomorrow’s. I encourage you to take the time to carefully, thoughtfully and thoroughly travel often through his blog soulbiographies.com.
Judy and I met Nic on a frigid winter night a couple of years ago at a private home in Boulder where he was generously sharing his warmth, wisdom and artistry on being human. His films, his poetry, corporate and non-profit work are making a difference in how we witness and live into life.
Recently in Rocky Mountain National Park on a hike I was reminded of Nic’s poem that follows. I remember standing there after taking this picture and reaching up and out as far as I could.
There were a few amazing moments that day in RMNP when I almost thought I could fly...caught up in the overwhelming and stunning beauty surrounding me. Nic's words help define that moment...and many of the moments of my life, past, future and present. This is some of what inspires me to live life to the fullest...to the max...as I live into the decade of my 70s.
Join me? The invitation is open. I hope you will.......!
‘The Edges of the Sky’
You must reach towards
the edges of the sky.
Beyond the horizon
of a timid imagination.
For if you don’t,
you may well
round your
shoulders
and shuffle lifelessly
towards a cold
unwelcoming grave.
Such is the consequence
of uniform ambition.
And not reaching
for the edges
of the blue, blue sky.
© MMXII Nic Askew / soulbiographies.com
This poem is shared with Nic's generous permission...........
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