‘Now I’ll give you something to believe. I’m just one hundred and one, five months and a day.’
‘I can’t believe that!’ said Alice.
‘Can’t you?’ the Queen said in a pitying tone. ‘Try again: draw a long breath, and shut your eyes.’
Alice laughed. ‘There’s no use trying,’ she said: ‘one can’t believe impossible things.’
‘I daresay you haven’t had much practice,’ said the Queen. ‘When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day. Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”
― Lewis Carroll
I have been believing the impossible all my life. It seemed like such a bore to stick to only believing the things everyone else did. What are beliefs anyway? Just a thought…just a feeling…and we know those change as quickly as the weather. Everything is relatively impossible until it is done! I would rather attempt the “impossible” and fail, than fail through not trying because I accepted another person’s idea of what is possible. Life is either about risking the impossible or it is no life at all.