Singing

I love to sing.

But not every day presents me with an occasion to sing.

Unsurprisingly, I do not receive daily requests: “Please sing something. I’d love to hear your voice. Right now will do.” (Agreed, that might be awkward.)

And yet, the opportunity to sing is there if I embrace it.

The world — yes, “the world” — does ask us to sing. Does ask us to have a voice. Does ask us to contribute.

Like skipping, singing is a placeholder. It’s what we get to do if we choose to do it.

Sure, we can hide. We can keep our gifts to ourselves.

But what happens when we choose to do the opposite?