When PIGS Fly

Good morning Saturday! Yes I’m a day late in posting, but yesterday,I had a long day of work and afterwards a long drive to Palm Springs.

We’ve often heard the phrase, “When pigs fly.” According to Wikipedia, the phrase refers to “A figure of speech so hyperbolic that it describes an impossibility.” Sure we could get caught up into thinking that certain things are not possible, but what if our intentions came from a place of possibility, how would our lives be different? What would we allow ourselves to imagine.

I’m reminded of Meryl Streep’s words in The Hours. When referring to that moment of youthful possibility, she says,“So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And, of course, there will always be more. It never occurred to me it wasn’t the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment … right then.” While watching the movie in the theater, I wanted to rewind and hear them again. The words struck a nerve! Possibility is a sypmton of happiness. Lately, I've been allowing myself to imagine, to feel like everything is possible regardless of my age.

The latest piece here is obviously titled, “When Pig Fly.” The idea that anything is possible inspires it. Did we ever imagine that we could be walking down the street with a little earpiece and talking with someone across the country/ the world? Did we ever imagine cars self-parking themselves into tight spaces? Did we ever imagine planes in the sky? The list can go on as to what we imagined IMPOSSIBLE.

May you allow yourself to imagine. May everything you imagine to be impossible, be possible.

Cheers!