A Feather’s Weight More

“He looks like a war horse!” my friend exclaimed to me in a text, after catching a look at Storm in the field playing with the babies. Mind you, he’s 21, no spring chicken anymore. But we’ve been quietly working two to three times a week, every week, for quite some time now.

Her comment made me proud. The work we’ve been doing is about as interesting as watching paint dry on the outside. It’s walking. Plain, mundane walking. But it’s like a duck in water, you can’t see how much paddling is going on underneath the surface. All of those hours of undetectable changes were beginning to reveal results.

“A feather’s-weight more, weighs a lot.” I had to read it a few times to understand what Katherine Morgan Schafler meant in her book, The Perfectionsist’s Guide to Losing Control. But once it sank in, the true weight of the statement hit me.

Life doesn’t happen in big radical changes. We love to tie all our hopes and dreams (and goals) up in the idea of radical change, but that’s a recipe for frustration, and ultimately disappointment.