On one of my recent weekends away. I found myself drawn to endlessly staring at this horizon.
Seriously, why wouldn’t you? Even more amazing than my photography skillz (yes, when I’m being sarcastic, skills end with a z) this view is actually completely dead-on to the horizon meaning a 180 degree view of the sea.
What kept striking me about the view is that even though I KNOW that the ocean and the world continues beyond that clear flat line where the water meets the sky – it doesn’t look or feel that way. It’s like staring at the very edge of the world, not knowing what could be on the other side.
Insert mental lightbulb metaphor moment.
This year has been like that. Sailing into the horizon. Except this time there is no ‘but I made it out on the other side’. I’m still pretty much adrift. Like Tom Hanks in Castaway, but without the terrible hair extensions and scary basketball BFF.
I’d love to know what’s beyond the horizon for me. Whether it’s a new business or a new job or finding a way to not work again but be an AWESOME parent and wife.
Until then I keep paddling forward. I’ve learned to embrace the fear of the unknown and move toward it anyway.
Adieu for now,
You can’t cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the water.