Monday, April 2, 2012

Go With The Flow

Adrift, I throw a stick into the trickling stream and watch it tumble away from me, like so many moments upon my path. It gets sucked down into the boiling rapids, pops back up farther downstream, and then drifts aimless on towards the future what-ifs. There are rocks along the path, that represent bumps and bruises to be had, but somehow the little vessel keeps going with the stream. A tip of the stick might get broken or bark peeled away on its watery journey, but as long as water flows, so too does the twig. How to contemplate such a thing, when I remain sitting on the side of the stream?

Even in our darkest days, when we get stuck in a swirling eddy, swept away by a downpour, or even worse, the stream threatens to dry up and leave us stranded, there is still hope. Something will come along to knock us out of our stasis and propel us forward again. Drought does not last forever, even when any amount of rain dances seem to fail. A deluge that may drown everything but the moment will eventually slacken, if we can but hold onto our faith. We need to trust in time, forward movement and the promise of life.

I have seen the seasons change my soul, but find myself still bobbing along in the river of life. At times, the river has seemed too wide to reach any shore, too torrential to ever dream of surviving the ride or too barren to ever have hopes of seeing another creature in sight. Should I be surprised that the bends in the stream have brought new scenery? Am I truly drifting or is this the path that I was placed upon by an unknown hand long ago.

However I got here, I think that the stream knows the journey well, whether I foresee the ripples along the surface or not. And as I arise from my perch on the streambed, I see my children laughing and running in circles just steps from me. They will have their own share of ripples through life, but perhaps my tears will make their flow easier somehow. Maybe my branch will block the path towards dangerous eddies or cut off dry streamlets that fade into nothingness. I just have to trust and go with the flow and realize that we aren't so adrift as we sometimes feel.



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This might not be quite fiction, but it came from ideas presented over at Me & Stranger's blogs, as they "drift" along in the blogosphere. 

10 comments:

  1. Imagine that...
    We both posted about 'Flows' today!
    :-)

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  2. Brilliant! And I mean BRILLIANT post, Katherine!!!!!

    I read this THREE times to fully absorb the richness of your words.

    This is one of those things that should be read every single day of our lives as a HUGE reminder.

    "Am I truly drifting or is this the path that I was placed upon by an unknown hand long ago.

    However I got here, I think that the stream knows the journey well, whether I foresee the ripples along the surface or not."

    You said it! And I totally believe that.

    Therefore, the most powerful thing we can do for ourselves is to go with the flow and allow the journey to take us where we need to go.

    Thank you, my friend. Thank you so much for reminding me!

    (((( You ))))

    X

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    1. @Ron: Blessings to you dear friend. You have reminded me often enough. I am honoured by your words here today.
      xo

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  3. That was truly lovely, my friend. The last paragraph, especially. Beautiful.

    xo

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    1. @Me: Thank you my dear. For the prompt, for being my friend and for the reminders that you give me that life can be a sweet gift that we don't always recognize unless we look a little closer.

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  4. this is really beautifully written k...love all the nature and there is surely much it can teach us...and even in the adrift moments dont miss the life that still flows...

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    1. @Brian: You too have given me moments to pause and reflect my friend. Sometimes that is the greatest gift of all. Peace to you Brian
      xo

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  5. I thought I commented on this but see now that it never made it up.
    I love this and agree with the other comments. It's beautifully written and I love that you're participating in the MFM.

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    1. @Stranger: A little inspiration goes a long way Stranger. Thanks for coming back to comment again. :)

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