Think Big


“A walk in the forest?” I said. “I’d like to, but I really could use a nap. I think that bang on the head has done more than show me KerDoodles. I feel very tired.”

“No problem,” answered Clive. “In fact, it’s probably a good idea.”

So I retired to my room. I got comfortable, and lay down on my bed. I stared at the ceiling and thought of everything that had been happening. It really was quite overwhelming in a way. I was seeing things, after all. Strange things, by my all-too-human standards. And we all know what can happen to people who start seeing things.

I tried to think back. Had I eaten or drunk anything that might explain such hallucinations? Could it all really be attributed to one little knock on the head? Of course, it was a pretty good bump. I’d seen stars, after all. But still…

I closed my eyes and let the room calm down around me. Then, even as I heard a bird singing outside my window in my mind I was suddenly swept up into the air. I flew across fields of green, of yellow flowers, and ranges of glorious, tall, white-capped mountains. I swept low and soared high. I saw big, red barns and long paddock fences, a dog, no, two, no, three – two of white-golden curls and a third, smaller, with a chocolate-brown coat and floppy ears running after me, barking silently as I flew higher and higher and higher. I looked back as I flew, down and down, toward the ground, the earth, toward the planet that I live on, that I call home, the planet that I love, and then suddenly, it seemed in only a moment, I was above it all, looking at everything, seeing it all at once. I was holding on to the planet as if for dear life as it spun and spun, this globe, this orb, watching all the people run around on the ground below me. They weren’t scared. They didn’t know I was there. They were just living their lives as I watched, and in a moment I felt supportive and kind and loving and caring and magnanimous as I held on, way up high, and watched them live their lives. I watched and I watched, and in that moment I realized that I was a KerDoodle too, that I was just as responsible for them as they were for me, and even more so because I was so very big. I felt so much larger than life. I was more than the wind. I was taller, higher, brighter than any fire, more steadfast than any Sun, and it was a glorious thing indeed, at that moment, to be me.

I woke up, and it was just me and the ceiling. My thoughts echoed the dream over and over and I grabbed the pad and paper from beside my bed, and I drew what I felt, what I remembered, and in the drawing I relived it, enhanced it and reinforced it.

My heart beat fast, from the excitement.

Follow along to learn more about the KerDoodles, and if you like, contact me to find out if you’ve got a KerDoodle of your own.

2 Comments on “Think Big

  1. Pingback: Vanilla – KerDoodle Village

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: