1/1/11


The title of this blog and the original concept was to post about the misadventures and serendipity events of my life and lessons learned from diversions from my path. This year has been almost all diversions! Many not pleasant. And occurring so much I wonder if I even had time to comprehend the lessons.  It has been a rather Alice-down-the-rabbit-hole type of year.

 Richard Bach in his book Illusions writes:

"Once there lived a village of creatures along the bottom of a great crystal river.

"The current of the river swept silently over them all - young and old, rich and poor, good and evil, the current going its own way, knowing only its own crystal self.

"Each creature in its own manner clung tightly to the twigs and rocks of the river bottom, for clinging was their way of life, and resisting the current what each had learned from birth.

"But one creature said at last, 'I am tired of clinging. Though I cannot see it with my eyes, I trust that the current knows where it is going. I shall let go, and let it take me where it will."

I was putting up my 2010 desk calendar and getting out the 2011 replacement when I saw Illusions in the book shelf beside my computer. I had bookmarked the above passage because I often used it decades ago to begin or end motivational speeches I gave. Obviously Spirit figured I needed to re-read it this morning. So while I am transferring dates over to the new calendar I am reminded that the todo's there are but suggestions and the bulk of the calendar days are blank and likely beyond my control. Like in the picture of the switching yard above some one else controls the track I take.

Still, I am a believer in the power of commitment and intention. And this time every year would be working on a set of intentions for the new year. I have posted some "business plans" on my fan page but they are, as they say in Pirates of the Caribbean, "More like guidelines." I am going to free-float this year. I am going to be Sidetracked Charley.

It could be a bumpy ride. Hold on -- or not.

Comments

  1. The Blog of BeeJanuary 2, 2011 at 11:16 AM

    Free floating seem like a good plan for both of us. No hard and fast rules for me in 2011 except to follow what So when I go off the tracks you may want to remind me of my 'one day at a time' plan!

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  2. Ien in the KootenaysJanuary 10, 2011 at 7:37 PM

    Good plan. The current of change is getting so strong we might ALL be swept away, like it or not.

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