Blow out the Wishbone

Yesterday I gave Johnny his first wishbone. Holding one side of it, I said to him, "Make a wish, Johnny!" "Okay" he said. Then he took a deep breath, looked straight at the wishbone, and blew!


Do it any way you want, Johnny. Blow out the candles, blow out the stars, blow out the wishbone. Just wish. Let your wonderful mind burst with all the possibilities of being. Fasten your eyes on the ones that set you on fire. And then wish, with all your breath, with all your heart, with all your soul.


Wishers and dreamers are the people who bring the future. They are not content with the world as it is. A brighter, better vision pulses in their imagination and they will it into reality.


The wish comes first, and then the work. Without work, the wish will dry up like an unwatered flower. But without the wish, work will go on and on, as hard and bare as flowerless ground.


Do both, my dear. But if ever you find yourself full of work and dry of dreams, run - do not walk - to the nearest wishbone, think up a great one - and blow!