When we venture in that unfamiliar sea, we trust blindly in those who guide us, believing that they know more than we do.
Something to look at
When we are angry.
My pond life with hydra is over; now I’m into the ocean world of poetry to dive deeper..
I never saw quite so wretched an example of what a sea-faring life can do: but to a degree, I know it is the same with them all; they are all knocked about, and exposed to every climate, and every weather, till they are not fit to be seen. It is a pity they are not knocked on the head at once, before they reach Admiral Baldwin’s age.
Would it be enough to rock on a stormless sea with each our separate memories tuned to the state of the sinking sun?
Leaving your dreams and living someone’s dreams is like dipping a pole into a pool to catch a weaver bird alive! It doesn’t work that way… Pursue what God sent you for!
Everyone has their own boat, it’s a matter of pulling it out of the sand, and putting it in the water. But further, you can anchor the boat in fear when the storms rage, and go nowhere, let it drift aimlessly on its own or you can let God be the navigator and guide you on a journey in a way that is right for you.
When you swim, be a part of the sea; when you walk, be a part of the road! Integrate with the universe! See it not as a distinct entity, but as your own continuation, as your own self!
I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
My mother always wanted to live near the water,” she said. “She said it’s the one thing that brings us all together. That I can have my toe in the ocean off the coast of Maine, and a girl my age can have her toe in the ocean off the coast of Africa, and we would be touching. On opposite sides of the world.