Julia Donaldson, author of “The Snail and the Whale” book

My son is loving this book “The Snail and the Whale” from our local library.
Julia Donaldson is also the author of the “Gruffalo”.  I must have my head under a rock sometimes as I have never read that book or seen the telemovie, but I am loving this one of hers, ‘The Snail and the Whale’, as much as Ned.
It kind of sums up my life at the moment.
A kind of in-between place, not knowing what I’ll be doing or where I’m going to be in a year’s time-
it is really all up to the ‘Fates’.
But I have itchy feet.
And a desire to live a BIG LIFE, the only one I have, not stuck on an acreage property out of town, but sucking the marrow from life through community, through conversation, through learning and new experiences.
The sea snail says
The sea snail slithered all over the rock
and gazed at the sea, and the ships in the dock
And as she gazed, she sniffed and sighed
“The sea is deep and the world is wide!
How I long to sail”, said the tiny snail. 

There are other snails in the flock
Who all stuck tight to the smooth black rock
And said to the snail with the itchy foot,
“Be Quiet. Don’t wiggle. Stay still. Stay put”

But the tiny sea snail sniffed and sighed,
Then cried, “I’ve got it. I’ll hitch a ride”

Last night, I realised that, even though I have moved on from my ‘teaching’ job, I am still essentially living the same life as 4 years, or even 10 years ago.  Different child, same life.
Grummmph!
It is not yet the life I imagined, nor the life I dreamed of, and does not even touch where I hoped to be, travelling and exploring and adventuring all around the world (and writing about it!),
even though I love being a mama bear more than anything in the world.
(And am tremendously grateful for both opportunities)
My desire for adventurous travel has been with me ever since I was 15 on a student trip to Japan (oh, my sweet Japan), and was realised at 18 when I left to travel overseas by myself, but since having my oldest, I’ve been pretty much grounded with the exception of a one-year-long kombi van jaunt around Australia and a few trips to visit the inlaws in NZ.
Oh, world, how I miss you!!!!!!!!
And I began to question:
When we put ourselves (and our creative dreams) to one side, for the sake of stability for our children, to keep our families or husbands happy, for a school, or a job, or a ageing parent, or whatever our requirement may be, will we one day rise up and ROAR…. enough!?
It seems to be a common theme in my extended circle at the moment.
(Midlife crisis?, I wondered, but there are women of all ages lumped in this group)
I know that living an artistic life, without regular feedback such as a weekly pay, work performance reviews or feedback from colleagues, can also poke the fire that brews inside.
So, I ask you, when winds of change come breezing your way and you long to catch a lift on the rise, what do you do to sail gracefully through??
How do you find a happy medium between life-as-we-know-it, life-as-it-needs-to-be-for-the-sake-of others and life-as-it-could-possibly-be???
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