Life Rafts

I think sometimes that too many of us cling to our jobs as though they were a life raft in the middle of a vast ocean. We look ahead to where we think the signs of land are, to where we think we are supposed to be going but our vision gets cloudy.  The fumes of the tiny motor that has propelled us this far have gotten in the way. They fuzz our brains and create a film over our eyes. Sometimes the odor makes it difficult to breathe. Nothing is as clear as we might like.

We forget this boat belongs to us. That this is our life and we can go wherever we like with it. We forget there is more than one route we can take. We forget we can turn this motor off for a while and just float. We forget we can let go. We're not sure we know how or if we are willing.

Are you willing to let go?

Do you know how?