Dear Creative Diary,
Sometimes I put things out into the world not knowing if they’ll land. Like the phone that we dubbed the Never Too Late Line.
A rotary phone on the porch. No dial tone. No instructions. Just a sense, a pull, that maybe, maybe someone will need it. That it might be the right thing, in the right place, for the right person, someday.
And then life rolls on. I wonder if it’s silly. I question if any of it makes a difference. But I keep going anyway.
Today, I found a pink envelope in the Free Art Library. Inside was a greeting card that said, “The world is better because you’re in it.” And in handwriting…real, human, heartfelt…Jessica told me why she came.
She came looking for the wind phone, The Never Too Late Line, she found it, and she used it,
She told me she’d been waiting over seven years to call her brother. Seven years. Can you imagine the weight of that? The courage it takes to finally lift the receiver, even one that isn’t connected to wires—just to meaning?
She said she hopes it was okay to come by when we were closed.
Jessica. Yes. A thousand times yes.
You were exactly where you needed to be, exactly when your heart was ready. That’s the real magic. Not when we plan it. When we follow the nudge, do the thing, trust the urge… and then the universe delivers in a pink envelope.
So any doubt in my mind has vanished. The Never Too Late Line is already helping and healing!
Still stunned, still smiling, and still listening,
Darcy Leigh, Creativepreneur
