From Tiff, With Love — The Time Is Now. Open The Door.

A Knock at the Door takes us to the beginning and end of every journey; a place of wonder and innocence, but above all a place of remembering – to the most magical secret place of all – the place of believing. ~Durwaigh Studios


I’ve put a video here that I want you to watch. The video was actually my whole reason for writing this up and hence the “from Tiff with love” dramatic headline.

You may have seen this video from Duirwaigh Studios. It went viral before viral videos were actually even a thing. It was phenomenally popular. It was viral before YouTube even existed, I think. It was on a little slideshow movie on their website, and later on a DVD. I’ve shared this with many people over the decade or so I’ve been enjoying it, including classrooms full of at-risk kids. And my own kids. The creators, Angi and Silas, put it into book form, and there’s even a calendar. I have the book, of course. I think I pre-ordered it before it was ever printed.

In sharing this, I hope I make someone smile, or someone shed a tear. I do both almost every time I watch it. Let me know what you think in the comments. And remember…THE TIME IS NOW. When was the last time you…?

Watch below. The transcript of the video is at the bottom of this article.

If you love the video, consider showing these amazing artists your support by shopping at their Etsy store or on their site (I’m in love with the new Frida calendar).

when was the last time you…
had a conversation
with the moon
made a wish
on a falling star
held hope on a string
of delicate things
when was the last time you…
got lost
in an enchanted wood
kissed by a prince
who turned into a frog
consulted a caterpillar
kidnapped a Myth
had a visit
from your fairy Godmother
who turned pumpkins…
into coaches
and wishes
into wings
when was the last time you…
cried lost tears
into the Lake of Longing
or sipped inspiration
from the pool of wonder
or rose, victorious
like a phoenix
from the ashes
when did you last?…
Lay your head in the lap of awe
and listen to a song
from a distant shore…
called home
remember your dreams
and unseen things
sing with rapture
and dance…
Dance like a dervish
and when imagination knocks
open the door

I had a successful career actively working with at-risk youth, people struggling with poverty and unemployment, and disadvantaged and oppressed populations. In 2011, I made the decision to pursue my dreams and become a full-time writer. Connect with me on LinkedIn, Twitter, and Facebook.