Sometimes you drift so far away from the shore,
you forget where you come from.
Sometimes you drift so far away from the shore,
you forget where you were going…
Truth is while we set our course on some grand destination
and muster up the courage and the initiative to launch ourselves
into the known, or unknown…
We change along the way…
We grow and those around us grow
and our thoughts, goals, and aspirations evolve…
Or in many cases, are achieved…
but we forget to acknowledge them because we have since set out on a new adventure.
Every so often… more often than I care to admit,
I get confused as to where I actually am.
Am I floating on the open water trying to figure out my direction,
Or am I sitting on the shore mustering the courage to launch?
The metaphor struggles when you start to realize the destination
that compelled you is not one you can ever truly touch nor feel…
There is no shore that you will eventually land on that will satisfy your dreams.
Because the dream is in and of itself - to be an explorer…
And, once shores are reached - they no longer need to be discovered.
And yet, we continue to dream and envision our destination,
as if all of these years of drifting in the open water
hadn’t taught us a thing.
The metaphor errs in that it suggests the limitations of our physical being…
When in reality we are more than that….
How do you point your sails toward the destination of
acceptance, fulfilment, gratitude, joy… ?
I think one of our greatest failings as human beings
is that we feel the pressure to define our dreams in physical terms.
What if our goals in life where more about how we dreamed of being,
instead of what we dreamed of doing?
What if our our goal for relationships was measured by the amount of light
we reflected back onto our partner…
What if our vision in business was defined by the trust, satisfaction and joy we
brought to our colleagues…
What if the reason to launch into the open water was not discover a new shore,
but to feel freedom deeply & fully…
Would we then be able to move from shore to open water
with the blink of an eye,
the change of a thought,
the peace of a breath…?
Sometimes you drift so far away from the shore,
you forget where you come from.
Sometimes you drift so far away from the shore,
you forget where you were going…
I am from right here… from harmony, acceptance, struggle, uncertainty, love, joy…
Perhaps my dream, my desire from freedom is mainly
freeing myself from the thought that my destination is supposed to be somewhere different…
We all dreaming of leaving the shore…
only to find our way home!
in harmony,
Nestor