Wishcasting Wednesday: Chameleon

***WishCasting Wednesday!***

This week our Wishtress Jamie asks us, "What do you wish to become?"

I was stumped.

I asked myself, "What don't you wish to become?! A showing artist? A mischief maker? An inspirational teacher? A siren? The Queen of England? A circus performer? A writer? A magician? A cabaret singer? A success? An interior designer? A social butterfly? A ghost? A gypsy? A leader? A blacksmith? A respected professional? An amazon? A Parisian? A tap dancer? A madame? A curator? A film maker? A pastry chef? A river rat? A vampire?"

It's impossible to deduce--there are just too many enticing choices! Then I decided that choosing wasn't necessary. We so often build our identity based on what we do, particularly what we do to make money. Label obsession.There is no written law that says I must prescribe to one state of being at a time--there is no reason I can't simultaneously be a Victorian Nosferatu and an amateur jazz appreciator. No reason I can't teach children to glue macaroni to paper by day and be a sequined trapeze artist by night. There is no reason I can't be a starving artist and live like the Queen of my Manor. There is no reason I can't push paper until the wee hours of the morning before painting on my cat eyes and slipping off to a club as a vintage Hollywood hotcake. Heck--after drinking absinthe all night with hipsters I might feel my second wind, grow fins and slip into Lake Michigan as a mermaid to watch the sunrise.

And best of all, there's no reason I can't disappear with a snap of my fingers.
I could be invisible.

My wish is to be a most cunning Chameleon. My wish is to don any daring face I fancy. My wish is to be a smiling Swiss army knife--ready for anyone, ready for anything. When I hear people say, "Things aren't always as they seem," I laugh a little laugh under my breath and think,

"Honey, nothing is ever what it seems."

What do you wish to become?