"...we must not oppose forces higher than our
What use is there in fighting against the tide?
Im sure you will find, like all good mermaids, that swimming along with the current
is much finer, just as singing along to the music is gentler on the senses than sticking
ones fingers in ones ears and sticking ones head in a hole. The waves will carry you
or they will smash you, but they will not be carried by you, so spare your head and stop
banging it against the wall. Now and again it is useful to yield to forces which are far
beyond our control. It is certainly a lot less painful. For example it is common knowledge
that hitting your thumb with a hammer on a cold day causes more agony than executing the
exact same misstep on a hot day. This is due to the fact that on a cold day your muscles
are tensed up already against the chill. The pain is less if you can go all loosy goosey
and roll with the punches like a drunk man skidding under a truck on his little crotch
if he were sober hed be horrified and tense up, try to stop himself
from inevitably hitting the pavement jerking all over the place straining his body unduly,
for nothing that he can do at this point will change his fate- hit the pavement he will..
As is, with senses inebriated he will roll through like a ball of putty. It may be that he
should not have set foot in such dark and dangerous waters to begin with, that point is
arguable, what is certain is that once the titans were ready to tear him limb from limb
there was no recourse but to allow them to do what they would. A struggle would only
result in more damage done. We are all bound to be chewed up and spat out by father time
and mother nature. It is how we weather this experience that counts. If we help them to
chew us up by wriggling and sawing ourselves against their serrated teeth in a terrible
panic there will be little left of us when our time to meet the spittoon arrives. If we
maintain a certain calm and endure the discomfort without worsening our situation
were likely to come out no more than a little dented. If we take things a step
further and work with the motion of their grinding we may be able to whittle ourselves
into remarkable swan shaped bits of gory gooey chew. There is no sense in fighting against
forces which are stronger than our own. Instead we should move in sympathy with those
forces and use them as opportunities. We are all bound by the laws governing existence to
change shape. We may work consciously with the floods and the winds that will make
mountains of us. If we work with the flow rather than against it we may be able to soar
like those cunning birds of prey, riding the winds rather than being thrashed by them.
Like good mermaids and dashing surfers we must make use of the currents. We must accept
that we are always being moved by forces higher than our own. If we are quick and alert we
may be able to take advantage of our ride and use it to shape ourselves as desired.
Consider the beautiful bits of multicolored sea glass prized by beach combers and
jewelers. They were once bottles battered and broken by the sea. At no point is it likely
that the bottle, a bottle that was once pressed to a sailors rough lips before being
tossed overboard, could have foreseen its destiny as a tiny smooth bit of glass set in
silver as a pendant to be worn on the breast of an elegant young woman. The bottle could
only submit to the roaring surf and the abrasive sands and through their tough loving be
transformed from trash into treasure.
Purchase an inexpensive kite. Take your kite out to an
open field, beach, or community park, somewhere away from telephone and power lines, and
fly it. Spend at least one hour doing so. Afterwards write about your experience. Was
there enough wind to keep your kite up? Did it get tangled in trees? Did it break? Was it
smooth sailing all along? How did it make you feel? What else did you see? Did anyone
speak to you? Write down every and any detail, thought, or rumination about the event.