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READY FOR WIND
Thursday July 21, 2016
Sailors press on, sail zig zags (tack) their way, travelling further than was their original wish, but they reach their destination.
Some mornings, feeling rested but still frazzle/fried. When I need to be my best, do my best, I cannot deny something got me down, wore me down or pushed me down. What can I do but push through, push back and step into that stiff wind in front of me?
Reality of life is that on any given day, it might be windy. That wind might be blowing in our faces and we have no choice but to sail right into it. Sure, you could say to ourselves “no, you have choice to not face into the wind and go ahead”.
Yes, we could shrink from the task, run from the challenge. But we’d be running from ourselves, would we not?
I am so lucky, every day. Some are tough, but most are just wind, blowing in my face. I just have to remember what motor-cyclists saw: keep your mouth closed. Morning-afta, feeling spent, disconnected, impatient … or just bone-tired?
I’m not unhappy, not sad or jaded – just fatigued. Not unslept, not ready to drop, but worried about dropping the ball. I’m not done. Rest time hasn’t arrived yet. Can high achievement arise from low energy? I never ask that (who has time for reflection when going 100 miles per hour?) when in-the-flow on a high energy day, but I’m asking this morning …
I have fresh eyes, fresh coffee, and suddenly, fresh energy. Not sure if it was dog-walk or writing this.
It’s calm, but I’m ready for the wind.
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk with Gusta: 12C/54F, clear an another (yay!) hot day ahead; tiny breeze, clear sky, lots of birds to see (the come out when those pesky Magpies are somewhere else), Gusta was in sniff-dawdle mode, and I wasn’t, so we were a bit conflicted, but back in plenty of time …
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