Another brilliant piece from a GUNNAS WRITING MASTERCLASS WRITER.
I have this friend, who I have to say, is quite wonderful. Why? Well because she has a gift. I guess we all do. I am a full believer in that. It is just a matter of uncovering it and then flogging it for all it is worth. It is the finding just what IT IS that is so often the tricky bit. Anyway, back to my friend….
She is a psychologist, a writer, a sports person, a mother, a cook, a gardener, a sister, a daughter, a friend….. oh and….. Morag the Jiggler.
My friend is a self-made woman. A business woman. She has made a living from listening to people, helping people, being exactly what she wanted to be…. Oh and….. she does a fantastic Morag the Jiggler.
Much of my friend’s life is quite serious. Her partner is quite serious and I’m sure could well do without ….. Morag the Jiggler.
I’m proud of all that my friend has done. What she does. Who she is. But what I love most is when she steps outside of her everyday self (ok there may be a wine or two involved here), crosses whatever might be handy (sometimes broom sticks, sometimes fire pokers, pens, tea towels, really most things can be crossed it seems….) and does this crazy Irishesk jig, above them, around them and through them…. to the laughter of all those around her.
I love my friend most when she shows that little part of herself. That part that fills the room with contagious laughter. That part that is so much funnier because of the contradictory nature of it all. How can this person who spends so much time being surrounded by serious. Being serious. How can she possibly be ……. Morag the Jiggler. Well maybe just maybe that is her true gift. Certainly to me.
Thanks Morag for coming to the Gunnas with me. And thank you Gunnas for setting me on the path to bringing life to my inner Morag!