Human Sparklers

So…
maybe you’re not the hot torch that you say you wish you could be.
But perhaps, what you are is

a human sparkler.

But not just one.

Your very existence is a full and endless supply of sparklers that get taken out of their simple cardboard box for every single celebration
(and because of the who and why of you – reasons to celebrate are abundant).

Matches get struck, and you burn.
You burn a bright, hot, flashing sparkle that turns heads.
Children become awestruck, and adults become childlike as they hold their breath watching white showers of fire and life springing from you.

Their hearts are seared so that
even when your music burns out, the image and sound and experience you created was so intense – that they blink into the darkness of a glowing memory.

It’s YOU – lingering.
And they have been profoundly touched.

Frankly. I’d rather hold a tiny but mighty sparkler in my hand – over and over and over – than put all my fuel into one torch.

Be gentle with yourself, my dear friend.


For my dear friend, Alasdair Fraser – Always alight.
2012 © martha lee phelps

About Martha Phelps Studio ~ creative on purpose

...a meandering journal of a changing life and the unexpected graces it brings. Earlier posts may provide some history, but this series of writings aren't likely to follow a straight line as I explore topics such as raising kids, making choices, self discovery, the impact of change on a family and how to (hopefully) live with balance and purpose. www.marthaphelps.com
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