Today I had the privilege of being a volunteer in JJ's classroom. (He's informed me that he's okay with either Joe or JJ. Now I'm confused. I think he is too! Ha!) They were painting little squares of silk. It was gobs of fun. I wish every day could be like that.
As we watched the instructor's demonstration, she explained as she went. She was showing how you transfer this watery, colored ink onto the silk, after you've applied a sticky substance called gutta, in the outline of your design. The gutta works to wall off the inks from one another so that you can create patterns and pictures.
mistakes can happen. She told of a woman who was creating a beautiful masterpiece onto the silk. She had carefully painted in a landscape, flowers, and a pretty patch of sky... but then, a drop of red from her paintbrush fell onto the sky, completely ruining the lovely landscape. She clutched her head in despair, convinced one drop of the wrong color had destroyed something that was meant to be so beautiful.
turned that little spot
of red into a ladybug, sailing through the air, and she liked it so
well, she created a few more ladybugs here and there, onto her silk.
instructor then said something I loved, and I'm paraphrasing. "If plan
A suddenly isn't going to work out for you, plan B can often be even
better." It made me think. Isn't that just like life? Things are
going along, as you carefully planned. And then bam! Out of no where, a
drop of red ink falls into YOUR master plan and you have to decide
whether to scrap the whole thing, or bend and see what direction you are
I do believe that's called makin' lemonade out of life's lemons.