“Do or Do Not. There is no ‘TRY’.” YODA
pretty woman.
Julia Roberts was initially dismissed and rejected by Hollywood Execs and Casting Directors for being too “Trailer Park”.
JRR Tolkien’s masterpiece The Lord of the Rings initially received some harsh criticism, ranging from “pedantic” to “anemic, and lacking in fiber” to “Oh God! Not another Elf!”
The books went on to sell over 150 million copies, making Lord of the Rings the Best-Selling Novel EVER WRITTEN.
You can’t please all the people all the time, but who really cares?
CS Lewis said of the novel: “Here is a book which will break your HEART.”
(Elves: 1, Critics: 0)
“The pleasure we feel in criticizing robs us from being moved by very Beautiful things.”Jean Bruyere
what do they know?
They graced CS Lewis with 800 rejection letters.
They told Lucille Ball that she was Too Shy.
They Booed Jimmy Hendrix off-stage.
They called Beethoven “Hopeless” and flunked Leo Tolstoy out of College.
They Fired Elvis from the Grand Ole Opry and told Walt Disney he had no Imagination.
They sent the Beatles a letter stating: “You have no future in Show Business.”
They called Marilyn Monroe unattractive and offered her a job as a Secretary.
What have your CRITICS told you lately?
(Why do you still listen to their voices?)
Allow me to Illuminate THEM for you:
Your Critic is Hollow and his Shame is abysmal.
Your Glow disrupts his Shadow.
Your Dream disturbs his Despair.
I hate to be trite, but please. By all means.
LET YOUR LITTLE LIGHT SHINE.
Not even THEY can stop you.
PINKY
lift.
If YOU do not tell your story, who (precisely) will?
And what of the Broken? (The fatally wounded. The ill. The paralyzed.
The forsaken. The Hopeless. The imprisoned. The mute.)
What of the pebble? The hillside. The meadowlark. The pine.
Lives lived—All. But with no mouth, or might, or will, or strength to SPEAK.
If YOU do not tell their story, who (precisely) will?
I tell you the Truth: No One.
So gather Arms. (Pen. Ink. Brush. Podium. Acrylic. Camera. Yarn. Needle. Thread. Smile. Tear. Grimace. Somersault. Drumstick. Oboe. Clay.)
Tell Bold Stories on behalf of Weak Creatures.
For we all, at times, are Weak. But by Blazing Hearts, Steady Hands and Bold Stories—
We are made Strong.
EternalLove, PINKY.
Chosen.
Hello, Dear.
Do you know Me? Do you think you know Me?
Have you forgotten the angles of my Face? The shadow of my Shoulders?
This is no mistake.
I have chosen YOU. Singled you out among the many.
Of all Creation—You. Today. Needed to Know.
(This is only the Beginning.)
Your mission and purpose have only just been become RIPE in my Mind.
You think you’ve missed it. That’s it’s passed you by.
But you are wrong.
YOUR DREAMS MATTER.
Do you hear voices telling you otherwise?
It’s alright my Dear. I hear them too.
The Resistant-persistancE of a LIE is rather uncanny.
(But it remains a LIE all the same.)
Please stay tuned. There is so much more that I need to tell you.
I’m so glad you came.
I’m so glad I caught your Eye.
You certainly caught MINE.
LOVE. PINKIEOFGOD.
