I am a sailor,
out on the wide open sea.
The sun at my back,
the horizon my direction.
When I started out it was all new to me. I didn’t know how to sail so I stared down into the ocean,
curious about its mystic depths.
After awhile, my eyes started to hurt from straining to see and my neck got a crick in it. After quite sometime if doing that I realized, I was going in circles.
One day, I looked up. I saw with new bravery where I wanted to go and it wasn’t deep in the ocean anymore.
Now, I look forward. I see so much more than I did before. Possibility, expansiveness, trust.
The whole world seems open. There is so much beauty to see and explore.
A saw a bluebird fly by. Beautiful bird, I used to be fascinated by them, their song, industrious nature and beauty. And while they are lovely, it’s the eagle that catches my gaze these days. Soaring majestic and effortless. I am in awe watching their graceful movement and clear sense of direction. No more little wings flapping, just soaring from here on out.
Seeing the vast horizon in the distance, I go about learning sails and ropes. And then, I take off. Gliding easily towards the open sea.
It’s time. Time to focus on the horizon, and sail steadfastly in the direction I am meant to go.