There is no ambiguity

Imagine a large wave is coming. Of course it is salt water, so one of your hands will be occupied with keeping your nose closed. The other hand will stabilize or protect your head from being dashed against the rocks. Now, also at this moment, you hear a phone ringing in the near distance and someone calling your name... and then an airplane flies low overhead and, as if that wasn’t enough, you remember that you left the pot boiling on the stove at home...

YET AT THIS MOMENT YOU ARE WHERE YOU ARE, IN THE SURF, ABOUT TO GET PLASTERED BY A BIG WAVE. You will deal with all the other things when you are safe and stable. Once you have regained your footing and are out of the surf you return home to turn off the stove. The screen door bangs shut behind you. You sit down on the top step of your porch, your hands cradling your head, and your fingers running through your hair. You feel light and privileged. You won the live-or-die lottery.

There are tasks and responsibilities tugging at you – all the things you are obligated to do and then you begin to think about all the things you want to do - things you have always wanted to do. When you wake up tomorrow will you take a long hard look at your job, start to plan your own business, cut your hair, call your old friend, buy a dog... How many times do we need to ALMOST dash our head against the rocks to realize that FATE rewards those who self navigate life?

WAKE UP! YOU’RE DRIVING.

Nora