Today’s a normal Friday in Sunny Florida.
You peer outside and the sun smiles from behind the horizon.
Two minutes later, you look and the clouds have clustered around your home, peering down on you like Cosmic Bullies.
As my clothes bounce around in the dryer, I jam out to the radio station Magic 80s Florida and suddenly, Lionel Richie’s voice cuts through the air.
And my mind is taken back to an earlier time.
Nostalgia jumps on my back and I am transported back to my teen years.
And my body has one purpose.
I start cleaning.
And continue cleaning.
Until a stack of old notebooks captures my eye.
Tucked into a corner, the notebooks crowd the corner, pushing back into the darkness.
As I sigh, I grab the top three notebooks and scan them.
Page after page, I find wonderful book titles, song lyrics, storylines, and story concepts.
And I laugh at the notes.
This is going to be huge, big.
This book is going to make you famous.
Suddenly, Lionel’s voice cuts through my thoughts.
We had to get out before the magic got away We were running with the night
And I sit and reflect.
There was nothing wrong with my notes.
There was something wrong with me.
I made the mistake we all make.
Is it the greatest mistake?
Some would argue, but me.
Does it matter when all mistakes slow us down?
And my mind goes back to Lionel’s 1983 album - Can’t Slow Down.
Was he sending me a message?
Of course he was, it’s the 80s!
And I slow myself down and take in a deep breath.
And go back over my notes.
I let myself down.
Lionel warned me decades ago - Can’t Slow Down.
Why didn’t I listen?
Like you, I let time distance me from the light within.
I let the magic get away.
And so I put the song on repeat and waited for my favorite part.
We had to get out before the magic got away
And the moral of this blog is simple.