Lost at Sea
Even find yourself lost at sea? Lost in the waves of life? You start out in life as a young child wondering what you are going to be when you grow up. A Movie Director? A Movie Actor? A Firefighter? A Writer? The list goes on and on. You get your feet wet in the field you would like to get into by walking into the water. Not so bad. You walk a little further until you realized you are going too deep but you see your goal beyond the horizon. You are not able to walk on water. You are not Jesus. It takes hard work. It takes determination and it takes money.
Before you know it, you are on a raft trying to get to that goal. You under estimate the currents of the ocean and you drift away from your goal. No matter how hard you try to get on track, you drift and you drift from land and your goal. You are now lost at sea. Lost in life. You see your goal further and further drifting away from you. You feel your lips cracking in the sun or is it age you feel not realizing the time is passing by quickly.
Your life is half over now and you are now in reach of land. You are right back where you started from. No better then you were before you sought your goal. You are not a day richer but a day poorer. You are in debt, your relationships are not strong. What have I learned on my journey out into the sea? Did I find life’s answers? My body has weakened with age, my hair has turned salt and pepper and soon it will be completely white like new fallen snow. I can see the land now, it is within reach. I have gone full circle. Perhaps, I am littler wiser depending on whom you speak to but life is a journey. I may have not done much in my life but I have seen the beauty of the sea. I have seen a pool of fish, a whale immerging from the sea only to return to the abyss of the ocean a few seconds later. These things are not remarkable to the people on the land and no one cares to hear my tales. It is boring. It is uneventful and does not contain popularity or jealousy when the tale is being told. It is my story, my life. I will admit it has been unremarkable so far and it saddens me that my goal is still out there in sea waiting for me to reach for it once more but my sights are no longer on such youthful ambitions. I am closer to land now and I am sure if I jump off my raft I can surely swim to shore but I will wait, the raft is drifting right to the land’s front step. Almost there.
Lost at Sea? Lost in Life? Perhaps. May-be life is about living the experience not obtaining the wealth or the fame. I will tell myself such things because it makes me feel better.
Feel better about being lost at sea. I am on land now and where do I go from here? Should I head north or south? East or West? What am I shooting for? What is my objective? What is my motivation? What is my plan? I take a deep breath and start walking in a direction any direction, I am not even sure. I have no compass and do not plan on looking at the direction of the sun for some primitive navigation. Will I be lost on land for another 20 years like I was at sea? Perhaps. Perhaps, it is not about the destination but about the journey.
