I consider my life to be very fortunate. There are the odd uncomfortable things, the sad things, that happen in any life to one degree or another. But here I am, alive, and able to feel, and think, and write, and connect, and to me that is wealth beyond compare.
My 11-year-old grandson invited me today to see his wish on www.indiegogo.com. I'm sharing it because I'm so proud of him for keeping on, and for staying light. Here. I'll let him tell you about it.
He's been passionate about sports since he was very small. Soccer, Cycling- but Baseball has really caught him. I'm so proud that he's brave enough to let his passion be public; whether his project finds him backers or not, he's done it, taken the leap and made himself both brave and vulnerable, without being a show-off or greedy.
When he was younger we used to watch movies together. A favorite of his was Disney's Pinocchio, and a favorite song from that is When You Wish Upon a Star. For me it's never been a song about "Let me win this lottery draw" or "Let me make the next hit" but "Let the deepest wish of my heart be heard."
I'll end with some of my favorite sports-related books. In each one there's the moment of Grace, the moment when the wish, sent up to a star, is answered- perhaps not in the way the wisher dreamed, but "Fate is kind: she brings to those who love the sweet fulfillment of their secret longing". It's not what you know you're wishing for that will come, but the secret longing of your heart. To play well. To understand the game. To use to the best your talents. To contribute to the community.
Whether you play or whether you support someone who does, the passion and science and magic of sports opens new worlds, creates new realms of possibility. I'm helping Romeo create his. What are you up to?