What’s in the Name, Lucky Star?

Why did I choose the name “Lucky Star”?  Oh, boy.  There are a few of my friends out there cringing right now upon reading that question. They’re thinking, “pleeeease don’t drag us through the memory of that whole process again!” or “you should have heard the doozies she came up with to get here, thank God she ended up with Lucky Star.”  The truth is, it WAS a gruesome process and there WERE several other names I kicked around before I landed on Lucky Star, and my friends had to hear about ALL of them.  The important thing, though, is that the journey to finding just the right name was exactly what I needed to experience in order to really think through all that I wanted Lucky Star to represent.

I started off by making lists and lists of words that came to mind when I considered what I wanted to name the event.  I really didn’t even know if I wanted to call it a workshop or an event, or stick with retreat or camp.  I just knew how I wanted it to feel, so I went with that.  Here is my first list:

wonder * wonderful * transcendental *  sublime * conjure * wanderlust

deep * serendipitous * ethereal * mystical * blessing * discovery

spellbinding* sprout * chance * divine *  tribe * affinity * kinship

providence * community * roost * bound * nest * balance * local

experience *enchant * intent * destiny * kismet

So, out of all of that, I came up with Kismet Artful Living Retreat.  Turns out, I’m the only person I know who knows what the heck “kismet” means.

kis·met

[kiz-mit, -met, kis-]

noun-  fate; destiny
It never really felt right and I wasn’t excited about it and I kept having to explain what it meant.  Needless to say, that went out the window and I was back to the drawing board.  Then, a friend of mine gave me some good advice.  She really thought I should consider injecting a little “Texas” into the name.   People either love Texas or they hate Texas, but everyone is at least a little intrigued by Texas. Here I was trying to be all zen and ethereal and she really brought it home.  I live on a ranch and cross a river and a creek to get to my house.  I grew up riding horses and showing cattle. I have chicken poop on my front doorstep for Pete’s sake!  I heard her loud and clear.  My brand needed to be a little less “zen” and a lot more “me”.  What people connect to is authenticity and that is what I decided I had to give them.  So I made more lists:
round-up * roost * seed * soul * spark * legacy * heirloom
harvest * harrow * summon * reap * cultivate * homestead * sow
grow * heirloom * tradition * corral
Dang!  I’d gone too far.  I sure didn’t want to go all “hoe-down” and “giddy-up” because that’s not me either!
I couldn’t move forward without a name and it just wasn’t coming to me.  In fact, NOTHING was coming to me until one night, I woke up at around 3 o’clock in the morning with the words “rainbow shooting star” burned into my mind.  Really?  Rainbow Shooting Star???  You should have heard my friends when I mentioned that one.  And to top it all off it came to me in a dream and I hummed Bad Company’s song “Don’t You Know That You Are a Shooting Star?” to them and said, “You know… Shooting Star.”  Finally, my closest childhood friend who is like a sister to me and can talk sense into me like no other said, “What about Lucky Star?”  Bells went off, angels sang on high, pigs flew.  That was it!  And I could feel it in my bones.
Lucky Star had a special meaning to me and especially to my friend who suggested the name.  She grew up on a ranch in the Texas hill country and because our parents are very close friends, we visited them often through the years.  I grew to love it there, mostly because of their love and support, but also because it felt like home away from home to me.
Well, it just so happens that their ranch brand is a shooting star and there is a little old broken down shell of a wooden house that was built long, long ago that still stands on their ranch.  They have left it there for the almost forty years they have owned the property despite the holes in the floor, holes in the roof, and lack of windows and doors.  They call it the Lucky Star and it has stood the test of time.  There is no telling what all it would say if it’s walls could talk.  It has earned it’s existence and has served it’s time in the extreme heat and wildly unpredictable Texas weather.  I would love to know it’s whole story, and I will ask my friends if they know more, but for now let it stand in your mind as a symbol of strength, enduring friendship, shelter from the storm, and as symbol of good luck to those who believe.