Flowing with the tide.....

We lead our lives like water flowing down a hill, going more or less in one direction until we splash into something that forces us to find a new course.   Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

Life,

it starts in one place

and

just like the river

flows over time.

It never stands in one place too long...

oh we might stand there,

but

life...

life just keeps flowing on....

Some of us fight against the tide,

push against the waves,

try to swim upstream against the current...

all we do is tire ourselves out,

exhaust ourselves...

trying to get somewhere

back to that unreachable place...

for we know deep inside

we can't go back there.... the water only moves forward

 just like time.

We are pushed forth from the womb of a watery reserve,

move on out and past that place,

and

flow on out into

that timeless ebb

of doing, wanting, seeing, and being,

it flows on by....

pulling us along...

at times we walk along

the shallow bank,

barely getting our feet wet,

being all afraid we

might drown

or never be able to get to the end...and

truth being..

none of us really want to get to the end of the flow....

we don't know what there is there....

Eventually,

we see enough others

doing what is best to do

and

sometimes

on somedays...

we are able to do just what they do...

we step on out,

move away from the banks,

all shaky and scared,

the water  rough

and it feels all intense,

and

we aren't real sure about our water skills,

but we

dare to try...

just one time anyway....

The fighting begins....

our energy searches and the

under"toad" reaches up and grabs us with all

its' powerful might...

it pulls us down,

tires us out,

we think

we might not make it...

and

we scream out for help.....

and

suddenly from nowhere we can name,

a

MYSTERY of sort,

cuts away the

under"toad"

and

lifts us up,

floats us if you will,

and the

energy and the power of the river

carries us,

pushes us

takes us on down

to another place in time,

where

we start the process all over again.

I've learned

by fighting,

and getting all tired

that the best way

of being a person of the water

is

to give into it,

surrender all my power,

and

let that

Mystery,

lift me up

and

surround me

and

flow me on down the stream toward places

I don't dare even dream about.

Life moves on,

I get older,

and

every once in a while,

i learn....

lean

into that Mysterious Love Support

and

flow with the tide....

it's the best way to ride.

Why not try it..

It just might be fun.

Wishing all of you a Thursday filled with Love, laugher and hope...

HUGS

and Blessings.....