These past months I feel a bit like I’m in the boat, sails up yet no rudder – the wind is sporadic. Sometimes I seem to be spinning in the same circles around and around. Other times – I feel dead in the water yet still other days, I find myself zooming off into directions unknown. Interestingly I know I am not alone.
I hear it over and over from my friends, from people I haven’t spoken to in months and from many of my clients – I just don’t know which way to turn, but something’s gotta give. I’ve questioned myself – is this how it has always been? Are we always on the edge in some way or is this something bigger?
I am relentlessly optimistic. I always, always, always believe there is a brighter day. The darkest part of the night only emboldens me to hold on tighter and wait for dawn, as I know it comes. Unfortunately it doesn’t always come in my timing however…Gratefully one of the gifts in being almost forty years old is I’ve known miracles. I have seen amazing things come to pass out of nowhere, hence I know dawn comes…eventually.
I have learned that sometimes wandering the desert or in a rudderless boat can carry you to places unexpected and magical. Somehow I had forgotten this – I had become one of the adults in The Little Prince…
A few weeks ago, I decided to enjoy the boat again, even if the rudder seems to be missing for awhile. I know my compass is true, the people I love are abroad and the adventure is now…
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