Sometimes you wake up and feel a change in the air. Maybe it’s a season or just the weather. Maybe a blue sky after a rainy week. You just feel something different and know that, though everything is in flux, something bigger is on the way. You stop to take a second and think about all the things here and now, the things in recent past, and the comfortable things to which you have grown accustomed. You know that some of it may not go forward.
We hold onto things, things that bring us a sense of security, and with that a feeling of well-being. We try to plan change to hold onto these things a little longer. You cannot always plan change. You can hope, and you can dream, and you can prepare, but sometimes it’s the plan that has to change.
I originally began this post with one of my favorite quotes: “There is a tide in the affairs of men which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries” (Julius Caesar Act 4, scene 3, 218–224). However, it is a few days since I wrote most of this and, now sober, the quote has nothing to do with the post. I guess loosely it speaks to knowing when to strike, knowing when to take a chance, and therefore possibly change. I still like it and without it there is no segue to this next section about tides. So, onward…
I do not know much about tides, but I have been in rough waters. I have had waves roll me over and spin me around. I had moments when I did not know which way to swim or how soon I would be able to take my next breath. All the while knowing that to struggle against the current would be senseless. In those moments, I let go. So, that’s the rub. If we are caught in rough waters of unexpected change, spinning around in the currents, we might want to be sure that those things we are holding onto are pulling us up, not dragging us down or holding us under, if even in place. And maybe, we should just let go.
Now, I’m just the guy pretending to be another guy who is very possibly on meds and day drinking while writing random thoughts. I’m almost positive at least one of them is on meds and day drinking. And, as usual, I have no idea what I’m saying or where I’m going with this (or much else for that matter). I guess I just feel that change is coming for all of us. It can be scary, and exciting, and exhausting, and lonely, and scary, and exciting. There will be moments when we will not be able to hold onto anything until we can take a breath. Once things calm down, we will see what stayed with us, what comes back, and what is new.
So, mostly exciting (and scary).
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Friday, October 25, 2015