playin the wall

Can a catchphrase change your life?

Well, why not?

When it strikes a chord — or uh, in the case of the Green Wall — a ladder, it’s easy to see how a metaphor could reverberate big time in your mind.

Like an electric pinball, it’s got enough power to shoot the whoop-de-woo through your life, racking up millions of new perspectives.  Maybe even a few new behaviors.

“Playing the wall at Fenway.”

It’s become my new mantra.

A bit odd for anyone who knew me in the 1970s, I’ve gotta admit.  As an outfielder for my home team, I was hall of famed for a number of stunning plays.  Among them — counting blades of grass, hiking up my socks and twirling my glove like a pistol.  

This was back in the day when some might say they let anyone play —  But in fact, nobody really had a choice.  Loppy or not, if you were in the neighborhood you were on the team. 

But anyway. 

I didn’t come to this by way of my 10 years praying outfield.  No, it’s a page from my #1 individual sport — reading.

Page 170 of The Tender Bar, an amazing memoir by J.R. Moehringer — to be exact.

This catchphrase has more real life applications than a crow bar. 

It’s brilliant. 

But you don’t need me to tell you that.  Just think about it.

Yeah.

Author: Julie Ann Stevens

My art flows from the patterns & paths of my lived experience which ⏤ like yours ⏤ are at once deeply personal and entirely universal.

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