Spring Duck

We have all been here--the place of beginnings.  Some of us begin gracefully, others awkwardly, some try not to begin at all.  I used to try to be graceful about such things.  I would act like I knew what I was doing.  Now I try to remember that I will always be beginning, and I invite the awkward little duckling of my soul to waddle right into the midst of any and all situations.  Why not?  My short steps and flappy feet are only embarrassing to me.  They hurt no one.  In fact, a duck-like clamorous entry into the waters of life gives others the chance to do better.  I call this true grace.