Thanks to the lovely Tess at Anchors & Masts, I won free entry into Magpie Girl's Power Stories course. The income stream in our house has not yet recovered from when I was retrenched, and learning to live on less includes not spending money on courses or classes. So this was an unexpected little gift.
One of the activities Rachelle (aka Magpie Girl) encouraged us to do was create a powersong playlist. Songs which encourage us to stand strong. I've had so much fun with this, and today I'd like to share with you what could possibly be the most unlikely power song in the history of playlists! Remember you're a Womble, by the Wombles.
Now hear me out on this, okay?
According to the mythology of Wombles, below a certain age they're all nameless. Upon coming of age, a Womble gets to choose their own name by looking through Great Uncle Bulgaria's large atlas until they find a name which suits them. After selecting their name, they get to leave "Womblegarten" and enter the communal work of collecting and recycling rubbish in useful and ingenious ways.
Getting to choose your own name. Oh yes! There's mighty power in that.
Then getting to be creative and eco and communal. I wanna be a womble!
Wombles are vegetarians and have a sixth sense which allows them to sense green spaces and wildlife. I am so a Womble!
Come womble with me . . . ready . . . 1 - 2 - 3 . . .
i'll share some of my other powersongs over the next few weeks
Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-colour boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-colour-boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-colour box, though I've got a few missing. It's okay though, because I've got some more vibrant colours like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-colour boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation. So when I meet someone who's an 8-colour type...I'm like, hey girl, Magenta! and she's like, oh, you mean purple! and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, no I want Magenta!" ~ John Mayer
As you find your unique way to journey through life in your own style and manner may you only read the compass held in your palm and not that of someone else's.
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