Lifeboat

Its been a gruelling week at work.

A fence fight of strange sorts.

I leave the office late at night and then face my own demons.

And let me tell you, they are quite an interesting bunch. Handpicked. And now they pick at me.

Its hard to get through days like today.

But on days like today, its easy to be the real me.

Half tired, Half wired.

With that strange feeling in my bones. That reeks of introspection, frustration, gumption and inspiration.

I find myself thinking about strange things. About nameless strangers that were and are a part of my life - the receptionist at the gym, the sandwich lady in the Hewitt Cafeteria at Summit, my landlady in River, the security guard at work who is often the first and last person I greet. I promise myself to smile at them and ask them their names. And I wonder about how their day was.

I find myself flicking through numerous TV channels, wondering if my life and my experiences are as disjoint as their mad cacophony.

Last night as I lay in bed, my mind rife with thoughts I remembered something that I'd heard a long time ago - and found myself sitting up in bed, because it made so much sense to me. It came back to me when I needed to hear it.

I found myself suddenly opening the window and looking out at the moon and shaking my head in half acceptance half reverence and feeling overwhelmed.

I once read that our life is like a boat.

If we didnt take it out to sea...it would gather moss.

Once we were out in the water, things could be rough or things could be calm.

But we should always remember that our life was like a boat. And recognize that with the boat, the engine would sink alone, the rudder would sink alone, but then again ..somehow everything - once bound together ..floated.

Similarly - our life would definately have its sink worthy moments - many of them. That would be heavy and would weight us down.

But put together, in some strange cosmic way ...everything would somehow stay afloat.

God knows how, I pray that it does.

Amen.