Metaphors Galore

Dear Readers,

At the end of a 40+ hour work week, yesterday Jak and I went to walk the dog beach.  Though I knew it was windy, I did miss the gale force wind advisory that was in effect.  Oops. 

As we walked headlong into the wind making slow progress, it got me thinking about some things.  First, Mom, please send my winter coat and hat soon!  More so it brought up a topic that has been simmering in my brain for a while.  It is always the same ocean and the same beach but sometimes it seems so different.  Depending on the weather, the tide, the moon, the season.  Sometimes the sand is plentiful and sometimes there is a lot of erosion.   And no matter what the conditions, the ocean is just there doing it's thing with the changes only being apparent to an observer.  I feel like that is a lot what life is like.  We are the same people that get up each morning and take on each day.  We are always evolving and changing which at times is too subtle to notice and other times feels huge.  There are days where we feel eroded and raw and other days where we our layers are plentiful.  And for the most, because we are just living each day doing our own thing, our outward differences are more apparent to others.

Another metaphoric thing about the dog beach that I can tie into this, is how it starts out along the river and then takes a 90 degree turn toward the ocean.  Logically I know this has to be true.  On a map I can see that it is true.  However, when I walk it, it just doesn't feel like it makes that significant of a turn.  I think that's how life is a lot of the time.  The direction we are heading in takes a 90 degree turn without us even realizing it.  Because we are living it.  And looking at our lives in retrospect, like looking at a map, we know that we really did take a big turn without even being aware of it.

So many of you have shared kind words and encouragement since I embarked on this journey which are so appreciated.  Since I am the one here living it, it kind of makes me wonder how different my life looks to an observer.  I am the ocean going with the ebb and flow of where life takes me.

While walking in the wind yesterday Jak and I also had several discussions about pissing in the wind. That's another metaphor for another day.

Until next time...
Peace & Love,
Hope