When joy happens, I celebrate it. When frustration impedes progress, I swear, dwell a little and then move on. When excitement occurs, I am filled with wonder while enjoying the reaction(s) of others.
Sadness enters the room and I am amazed at the various responses of those around me, while hoping I’m unnoticed long enough to get a grip before I truly respond.
Regardless of the type of event and the impact, embracing what was learned and then moving on with the new knowledge is crucial.
I remember times when I’ve sat down and wallowed in pity and have also compared it to being able to pick up and move on.
I also recall reveling too long in the joy that I failed to see the reality and impact of what slowing down and becoming lazy can do.
Josh once shared with me a quote about how when boating, the captain must constantly be checking the direction, monitoring the effects of the ever changing weather and how those conditions can alter, enhance, and hinder the progress of sailing.
A little checking there, a little tweaking here, being mindful of the subtleties in the wind can make all the difference on arriving at the intended destination on time and safely.
Suddenly the full ramifications of the term “sailing” took on a completely new meaning to me. Rude awakenings occur when ignorance and negligence are present, whereas being aware of the potential of subtle shifts and tracking them aid in gaining more ground (progress) in the long run.
This constant action of checks and balances in life make things appear to fit together at the right time, just in time, all the time; which give the effect of “sailing”.
This sailing may not have always been smooth, but more ground was covered almost by leaps and bounds.
Though there are scary moments in sudden shifts, and while at times it may also have the appearance of trudging through the mire, you still cover more ground.
You still are propelled at just the right speed, to pick up and find yourself further along (in a good way) than if you’d just let the wind and waves push you wherever they could; without direction or care from you.
“Life” is what happens when we simply let the wind control our direction. “Living” is a conscious effort of aiding the wind to get us where we need to be.
Sailing requires more action than drifting. I have drifted. I prefer sailing.
Sadness enters the room and I am amazed at the various responses of those around me, while hoping I’m unnoticed long enough to get a grip before I truly respond.
Regardless of the type of event and the impact, embracing what was learned and then moving on with the new knowledge is crucial.
I remember times when I’ve sat down and wallowed in pity and have also compared it to being able to pick up and move on.
I also recall reveling too long in the joy that I failed to see the reality and impact of what slowing down and becoming lazy can do.
Josh once shared with me a quote about how when boating, the captain must constantly be checking the direction, monitoring the effects of the ever changing weather and how those conditions can alter, enhance, and hinder the progress of sailing.
A little checking there, a little tweaking here, being mindful of the subtleties in the wind can make all the difference on arriving at the intended destination on time and safely.
Suddenly the full ramifications of the term “sailing” took on a completely new meaning to me. Rude awakenings occur when ignorance and negligence are present, whereas being aware of the potential of subtle shifts and tracking them aid in gaining more ground (progress) in the long run.
This constant action of checks and balances in life make things appear to fit together at the right time, just in time, all the time; which give the effect of “sailing”.
This sailing may not have always been smooth, but more ground was covered almost by leaps and bounds.
Though there are scary moments in sudden shifts, and while at times it may also have the appearance of trudging through the mire, you still cover more ground.
You still are propelled at just the right speed, to pick up and find yourself further along (in a good way) than if you’d just let the wind and waves push you wherever they could; without direction or care from you.
“Life” is what happens when we simply let the wind control our direction. “Living” is a conscious effort of aiding the wind to get us where we need to be.
Sailing requires more action than drifting. I have drifted. I prefer sailing.
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