Do you have a bucket list? I don't, but recently I've been thinking maybe I need to create one. My cowardliness is probably the biggest reason why I have never had a bucket list. I feel no need or desire to jump out of an airplane before I die. I don't care if I never climb Mt. Everest. But are there other things I don't want to miss? Hmmmm.... time for some thought.
After some thought, I am feeling quite boring. My bucket list includes things like:
1) Learn how to make some encaustic art without burning the house down
2) Take a photography class
3) Learn how to dye fabric (I'm talking the fancy stuff, not a tie-dyed t-shirt)
4) Take up oil painting again (haven't done this since high school)
5) Learn how to weld and make a giant metal sculpture
Where is travel? Where is adventure? Where is danger?
Do I really need a list?
Does it help to create a checklist of your dreams? Or is it better to keep them cloud-like and ambiguous, floating up there with amber 1970's Kodak memories and sparks of ideas and old Abba songs that play softly in the background?
I'm not sure. But I do know this, two years ago I started making lists of creative goals in my journal. I talked to my husband and a few family members about my vague ideas and dreams. I never proclaimed anything official or made a big fuss about my list of dreams, but these goals were written in real ink on real paper. And you know what? Many of these dreams are actually coming true. Maybe this list of goals is really my bucket list. A bucket list
doesn't just have to include crazy, near death adventure, right? Can't a
bucket list include things that are crazy and heart-stopping to you
There must be something to it. The action of writing it down. The secret commitment to yourself. And so... I think you DO need a list. Do you have one?
Ok, all that thinking makes me sleepy.