In nature, hundreds of thousands of sea turtles lay millions of eggs each year in prime beach sand. 90% of their eggs will hatch. but only 1% will survive and thrive in maturity.
I’ve found that dreams can be much the same — mesmerizing as they emerge in tiny perfection before sand-crawling their way to the great sea of possibilities where predators lurk, challenges never flinch, and competition doesn’t blink or share.
It’s no wonder we often hold our dream hatchlings close when they first emerge from their nest. It’s a rough world out there and so few dreams survive. It makes sense to want to play Peter Pan and hold on to every tiny possibility like a child… but the truth is we must let dreams go — let them crawl the beach and swim — and know that those that brave the sea of life will evolve and bring new life again.
One of my favorite poems by my grandma is “One Sheep.”
In truth, I have many “favorite” poems by my grandma. I was around 20 when I first read it online. The internet was just becoming a thing and my uncle posted all my grandma’s published work on his website.
I was manning a receptionist desk when I discovered “One Sheep” — reading it again and again while marveling how well she captured a sentiment I think nearly everyone can relate to.
Below is a scan of the poem, as originally published, followed by a recording of me reading it.
I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
One Sheep. All rights Reserved. Copyright 1941, 1997, 2019.
The 2016 election caused a bit of a social kerfuffle in the US.
Uncounted conversations with friends in the aftermath led me to this write this poem:
by: Sheralyn Pratt
It is old wisdom that the way to weaken a people is to get them to think outside their sphere of influence. If it’s beyond their horizon, it is but a play on a stage. Spectators can watch but they hold no true sway. They can only cheer or speak outrage to claims and hearsay —hands tied, thoughts bound to a place far away— until those far-away thoughts disrupt their own day-to-day. This is no accident. It is all a design to train the masses to have impotent minds. For unempowered souls are easily led and when the 99 feel helpless… well, you know what comes next. The good news is returning to power is a flip of a switch. Every animal does it— it’s that easy to fix: Tend to your sphere and all you can touch. See to its care and make it top-notch. Then, perhaps, if a call leads you to go far-and-wide, you can go, you can give, and improve what you find.