Friday?
When one vacations and does not work the whole week, we lose track of the days. Hence Friday? Hmm...cool or then again maybe not. The reality is that adults are similar with children on the need for routine. Fun to break once in a while, but in general the consistency feels right. When we step out of that place and find a better one...vacation, we crave it more than anything. Oh well back to it I go.
Missing the ocean lately, who knows why, seems like I feel the waves more than I need to lately. The sound of the sea, not a lake, not a river but the ocean. To sit on the damp sand and listen as one watches the water come and go. Taking small bits of land smoothing it out and returning it to a new home. Life does this. It is ever changing...moving in and out on the same path, but in a totally unique way of pulling different things back and forth. Storms come through and create havoc with large logs easily moved and thrown up on shore which can take weeks or longer to dislodge and let roll back to the sea, just to be thrown up on someone's else's beach.
The consistency of the daily routine is amazing and yet that consistency is totally new every moment. Not like one wave is truly the same as another. Each wave creates a pattern that uniquely changes the next. Life, each day is a new. All the moments together create the next, another completely unique space. One can look at today's as a new beginning. Treat it with surprise. Find or look for what ever one needs. Then again some just wait for the big storm to come by and change the view for us...why do we do that?
Opportunity is always there, it waits for us to take it. Look inside yourself and find the tools you need to come out with a better beach. Some love the perfect sand flat miles of nothing, some love the rocky shoreline of a mass of confusion and them some of us like the beauty of the mixture. To feel and see the sand but have the rocks and logs place throughout giving the sense of the power behind each change. Find your space, let yourself be moved, listen carefully.
Peace.
Missing the ocean lately, who knows why, seems like I feel the waves more than I need to lately. The sound of the sea, not a lake, not a river but the ocean. To sit on the damp sand and listen as one watches the water come and go. Taking small bits of land smoothing it out and returning it to a new home. Life does this. It is ever changing...moving in and out on the same path, but in a totally unique way of pulling different things back and forth. Storms come through and create havoc with large logs easily moved and thrown up on shore which can take weeks or longer to dislodge and let roll back to the sea, just to be thrown up on someone's else's beach.
The consistency of the daily routine is amazing and yet that consistency is totally new every moment. Not like one wave is truly the same as another. Each wave creates a pattern that uniquely changes the next. Life, each day is a new. All the moments together create the next, another completely unique space. One can look at today's as a new beginning. Treat it with surprise. Find or look for what ever one needs. Then again some just wait for the big storm to come by and change the view for us...why do we do that?
Opportunity is always there, it waits for us to take it. Look inside yourself and find the tools you need to come out with a better beach. Some love the perfect sand flat miles of nothing, some love the rocky shoreline of a mass of confusion and them some of us like the beauty of the mixture. To feel and see the sand but have the rocks and logs place throughout giving the sense of the power behind each change. Find your space, let yourself be moved, listen carefully.
Peace.
posted by E at 5:14 AM
2 Comments:
Mark this one down as good for a BU ramble.
What an absolutely fantastic metaphor! Lots of geology in that thar metaphor too! Why do we find comfort in our routine most days yet other days we feel it may suffocate us? I guess it's what we make of it. Just a thought.
Later, R
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