I have begun to believe there are two types of people in this world.
The first are what I like to call, "Balloons."
The second group are what I refer to as, "Hands That Hold That Balloon."
Let me explain.
There are people, who, if left to it, would float away into a world they can only imagine.
They are the dreamers.
They coincidentally are usually also the ones that make us happy.
Giddy.
Joyful.
But we need the hand holders.
The ones who keep those balloons here on earth.
The "heavy" if you will.
But a necessary.
We can't all be balloons.
We need the grounders.
Those who help the balloons manage expectations, and moreover, hold the balloons accountable, and finally, on Earth.
Yet, for a balloon....
A hand holder can seem stifling, strangling, and supremely, annoying.
But they are a necessary evil.
They are the reality the balloon needs.
It's like the Thanksgiving day parade.
You can't just unleash those floats.
They need to be managed.
And while we may find ourselves looking up at the pretty menagerie of characters with delight.
Don't forget to look down every once and again to see all of the hand holders making it possible.
Because all well taken care of balloons, need an amazing grounder, to keep reality within view, and extend their potential, so it won't get lost in the wind.
It must be harnessed and coerced:curated.
See the balloon alone is mighty, and pretty, and fun.
But just know, the right person will be there, eventually.
To let you shine just brightly enough, while also helping keep your eye on the prize.and keep that sting on terra firma.
We are either reality, or a dream.
Which one are you?
Xoxo,
C.
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