On the walk home from school, an extraordinary sight greets us. A beautiful hot air balloon hovers in the morning sky. (My husband's phone snapped this photo, but you can't tell how vibrant the balloon is. Just imagine!)
I race into the middle of the street, spread my arms wide, and wave at them. I'm jumping in the air, and I'm calling out, "Hello up there! Hello up there!" I realize I'm a colossal embarrassment. I realize this doesn't make any sense.
Someone on the ground says, "They won't be able to hear you."
But still, I shout and wave. Then, I hear an answer.
"Hello!" They hear me! They answer. They wave and call down from inside the basket. I see a tiny arm waving to me. I hear the voice and smile. Our voices travel across this huge distance.
All morning, I realize how ridiculous of a notion it was to raise my voice and expect an answer. But my voice was heard, and an answer did come.
You just never know how far your voice will travel. You never know who might hear--from no matter how far away or in whatever unusual circumstance--the thing you have to say.
Living with flair means you go ahead and send your voice out into the world. You have no idea who can hear it and answer you.
Journal: Go ahead and say what you want to say today.