Monday, September 19, 2011
Life Is An Ocean: Float or Splash?
If you consider life in this way, as though it is an ocean, you can begin to miagine the ripple as you dip your toe in and the increase in size as you flail about in the midst of some unexpected calamity. On the other end of the spectrum, ripples created as a measure of compassion may be what it takes to push a plank of wood towards a stranger who would have otherwise drown.
For some, there are no ripples made. They float comfortably along on sailboats, moved only by brisk and uncontrollable winds. They never learn how to swim life's ocean. Their bodies never feel the cold surprise of the water that surrounds them. There are others whomake small ripples. The kind which reach out tiny, metphorical arms to grab at things that exist just barely beyond their reach.
And then there are the splashers, the ones whose movements can be felt from miles away. Every splash made with the knowledge that at any moment a shark may pull them under or they may swallow too much water. The splashers have courage. They choose to participate in their lives, even if at times it is to their own detriment. Splashers may not always wind up in the history books but generally live lives full of excitement, passion, and ambition. They always know their capabilities because they do not harbor questions, they seek out answers.
So as you drift along on the ocean of life, ask yourself...have you ever welcomed the icy fingers of the water? What size are the ripples you're making?