“Television is a medium because it is neither rare nor well done” – Ernie Kovacs
I have the kind of cold that sends you underground. This place is either your bed, or the room where your TV resides. I grew up in a home where daytime TV was considered verboten. The message I absorbed was that couch potatoes fall into two categories: (1) they suffer from a debilitating illness, or (2) they are malingerers.
So, of course, when this mother of all colds hit this week, I hit the TV trail. And Oprah was my first pitstop. Adam Lambert and Susan Boyle were her guests, and I settled in with my blankie, a box of man-sized Kleenex, and a hefty mug of scalding tea. My greatest wish was to escape, even for an hour, the constant need to blow my nose and hack into my arm.
What I didn’t expect was that I’d end up sobbing into my Kleenex, while warbling along with Adam Lambert. And I certainly didn’t expect to be jolted out of my snug, safe place by two such divergent personalities as Adam Lambert and Susan Boyle.
As soon as the credits rolled at the end of the show, I ran for my journal. My hand flew across the page, downloading everything that’s been sitting inside, afraid to show its face to the world (or at least some of it):
- Don’t be afraid of what you want.
- And don’t be afraid of going after it.
- Visualize your dream; then take action.
- Take what you do seriously, but have fun with it.
- Your gift lies within, but it belongs to the world.
- So give it – fearlessly, willingly, lovingly. The world has never seen your gift before, I promise you.
What Fell From the Sky 