TaleCatcher - Tracy Kenny's blog

Still here

At a birthday party at Melsop Farm on Saturday, my friend Alison complained that five-year-old Abi had her hands over her ears while her friends sang Happy Birthday to her, because of the noise. She was worried that the photos were spoilt forever.

I told her: 'It's made the memory. There's more to rememer now, than just a girl smiling over her birthday candles.'

Alison thought about it, and commented that I always see the positive side.

For a while I've been feeling like this blog is just one big positivity log. And I've been quiet lately - but not because I've not been positive. Sometimes positivity needs to be more private. When the circumstances are more personal.

I'm actually treating uncertainty as a big adventure. I got into this situation because of my values, my beliefs, and my clarity about what I want out of life. I'm going to stay on that mission as long as I can.

Some good things happen. Some annoying things happen. There are ups and there are downs. But I'm still here.

Piano

Rachel sent us this. It reminded me of Momo's piano playing.

And it also reminded me of this:

Little Boy At A Big Piano

Author Unknown

Wishing to encourage her young son's progress on the piano, a mother took her boy to a Paderewski concert. After they were seated, the mother spotted a friend in the audience and walked down the aisle to greet her.

Seizing the opportunity to explore the wonders of the concert hall, the little boy rose and eventually explored his way through a door marked "NO ADMITTANCE." When the house lights dimmed and the concert was about to begin, the mother returned to her seat and discovered that the child was missing

Suddenly, the curtains parted and spotlights focused on the impressive Steinway on stage. In horror, the mother saw her little boy sitting at the keyboard, innocently picking out "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star."

At that moment, the great piano master made his entrance, quickly moved to the piano, and whispered in the boy's ear, “Don't quit. Keep playing.” Then, leaning over, Paderewski reached down with his left hand and began filling in a bass part. Soon his right arm reached around to the other side of the child and he added a running obbligato. Together, the old master and the young novice transformed a frightening situation into a wonderfully creative experience. The audience was mesmerized.

That's the way it is in life. What we can accomplish on our own is hardly noteworthy. We try our best, but the results aren't exactly graceful flowing music. But when we trust in the hands of a Greater Power, our life's work truly can be beautiful

Next time you set out to accomplish great feats, listen carefully. You can hear the voice of the Master, whispering in your ear, "Don't quit. Keep playing”

Cool sheep

I've discovered someone on the web who I thought I liked. Actually I love his Ignore Everybody, but seeing the top post on his blog today, I'm wary of just saying I'm fully behind him.

Anyway, I'm getting a lot of mileage out of his sheep cartoon, while I figure out where I'm going. Where I can best nurture my dreams. Whether there's a future for me in our company.

Things are interesting at work at the moment. Some of the right people have discovered me as a storyteller, and are switching on to the powere there is in it. I'm finding myself expounding on Hugh's idea. I told someone this week that if I'm going to be an interesting sheep, I'd better expect to find myself in some pretty odd fields.

I'll send you a postcard. :-)