The Dark Night
Most of us, generally speaking, aim to move in a forward motion in life. Once we get underway, we have a set of destinations in mind, and lots of our own ideas of how to get there.
Sometimes we can take the wheel and choose the navigation on our own, plot the points and go, second star to the right and straight on til morning.
Other times though, we can get blindsided by a rogue wave that we never even saw coming, and at that point our best choice may be to hold on tight and ride it out as best as we can until it passes and the sea becomes calm once again.
It’s been my experience so far that, as much as it feels more safe in the moment to be your own cartographer and to determine the course yourself and be in control, there’s little opportunity for metamorphosis when the sea is quiet.
The best parts of who and how I am are all a direct result of one specific thing: the overcoming of difficult obstacles that I have encountered that were outside of my control.
I couldn’t control the external things that happened to me. But I could attempt to control my internal experience, attitude, and response to the situation.
And every time I’ve overcome something, I became more confident that I could again, because confidence comes from evidence, and wisdom comes from experience.
Often when things shift, a new perspective is available that simply wasn’t available from the place we were standing before. New wonders and miracles become visible that couldn’t have been seen from the vantage point of the old world. And we usually can’t know what those are or even imagine what they might be until they unfold.
I don’t know when the sun comes up. But I know it will.
I am immensely grateful for the crew we’ve all got with us along the way. I’ve witnessed an endless amount of people mirroring the spirit within each other, and it’s breathtaking.
And there’s one thing of which I’m absolutely sure:
The night is always darkest just before the dawn.