Currents

I’ve heard several analogies lately about life being in some way compared to a large body of water, ocean, sea, etc. I wonder if this actually works…

In theory, I like it. In application, it has some surprising results. Generally when you look at the ocean currents, you can see a predictable path that most things will take given no propulsion of their own. Given a predetermined heading, coordinates, and a dependable means of moving itself about, a ship at sea can generally plan where it is going to end up before it sets out.

I think that once you are out in the middle of all that blue with no landmarks it’s easy to let the currents do what they want, which isn’t always what you want them to do. Bring a sail, bring some paddles. Lately I have felt like I forgot the paddles. And a compass.

I’m staying at a friends house for a while. Trying to get some perspective on things. TJ is as stalwart a person as I could ever hope to befriend; honest to a fault and rock solid. He was wearing my missing hat when I arrived. I’m always leaving clothes here; his wife Amanda always washes and returns them to me neatly folded. They have kids running around the house, some live here, so the children are providing a welcome respite from time to time.

I needed to evaluate the currents of my life and see which ones were serving me and which weren’t. I’m taking some time to work on some personal projects that I have been neglecting for some time. Reestablish goals and sort of check and make sure I am doing the things that I feel are important for me and my continued growth. In between the soul seeking, I’m playing guitar and skate boarding.

Everyone else is napping at the moment, or off getting their nails done. I slept in late for the first time in a while and am taking advantage of the quiet to shift gears and do some stream of consciousness. Maybe I’m stuck in the Horse Latitudes. Maybe I need to start swimming. I should have brought my trunks.