Where Are You Going?
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If you don’t know where you are going, you might wind up someplace else.
Yogi Berra
I believe in fumbling, in stumbling, in wandering along.
I believe in asking questions and following them where they take us.
I believe in having ideas, big ones, and realizing them.
I believe in having dreams, big ones, and following them.
I believe in making maps and then tossing them.
I believe in pulling out the compass, checking it, and then putting it away.
I believe in looking forward, and back, and in.
I believe in spinning in place when that makes the most sense.
I believe in making mistakes.
I believe in goals, reaching them, rearranging them, honoring them.
I believe in going and coming and returning.
I believe in knowing, partially, imperfectly, where we want to be, where we want to go.
I believe that someplace else is sometimes the right place.
Where are you going? What do you believe in?
A believe that everyone of these is the summation of what so many individuals reach for and attain, but also where others fall just short of. A few evenings past I saw a film by director Tom Ford “A single Man” that describes these moments so very precisely.
“A few times in my life I’ve had moment of absolute clarity, when for a brief moments the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, things seem so sharp, the world seems so fresh, it is as if it had all just come into existence, I can never make these moments last, I cling to them but like everything they fade, I lived my life on these moments-they pull me back to the present and I realize that everything is exactly the way it is meant to be.”
I’m going forward. It may be at a snails pace. It may be with baby steps. But it won’t be haltingly. I may zig zag my course, but I won’t turn around and run. I won’t hide. I’m going to keep listening. I’m going to keep stepping forward into my light.