Break the Grip of the Rip!
I’m from SoCal, grew up on the beach and because my mom took me to the Y as a baby, I could swim unaided before I could walk. As a talisman against my mother’s fear of the ocean, I was also sent to every kind of water safety course available.
It came in handy from the time at 9 yo that I was caught in a rip while swimming alone (something I was never supposed to do) to the many other times I felt their pull and even when overboard while white water rafting – Don’t Fight the Current – saved me.
While still in my 20’s, it dawned on me that the rules of safety for rip tides are good rules for life. If the Universe is pulling you so hard in one direction that you have to swim with all your strength just to stay in place, you’re doing it wrong! Float and re-think your plans.
That is what I decided was happening with this RV trip to the US. Nothing came easily and my unease and stress started to rise. Monday night Mimi and I talked about it and decided to cancel the trip. We may do it later, we may fly instead, we may put it off until the fall.
The immediate relief and draining away of stress told me we made the right decision. I still have to figure out how to do some things that I intended to do up there but I believe it is possible and if not, we can always make a fast plane trip.
YEEEEAHH!! I was uneasy about that trip also. A better way to accomplish what needs to happen will surface
Good decision. When so many things block something I have planned to do, it’s always best to ditch the plan and regroup. In other words, don’t push the river.
Smart, that’s what you two are: smart.
But you could still come to Morelia, hint hint.
Cristina
Wise grasshoppers you are to mind your instincts. Why not go to San Pedro instead this weekend?
You know I sensed it wasn’t a happy plan…but I do hope to see you in Mazatlan one day.
Have fun and take a deep breath!
Good choice. And thanks for sharing a very practical lesson for the rest of us.
“Float and rethink your plans” Super advice……..
I think you have made a wise decision!!
Very
Wise
Best wishes
Ron
Jonna, I loved the metaphor…sometimes doing what we think needs to happen is like trying to push a rope.
And since I am here in the place you were planning to arrive, I am sure that there is something I can do to assist with whatever needs to be accomplished!! Just let me know……
Agree with Kathe, great metaphor. Quit fighting the rip currents. It will all work out. My Mother use to tell me, when you get that feeling in your belly that something isn’t right…wait wait until the coast is clear.
YEs! This is such smart advice! We have both fought and succumbed to the rip and learned much each time. And the relief after making the decision is so telling!
Jamie is headed back (flap flap) in early July. Give me your wish list and he’ll bring it back.
Are you sure you are not a zen master? Thanks for the pearls. Traveling back to the states would stress anyone out.
You and your readers are so wise – great words to remember and live by. “Float and Rethink”, “Don’t fight the current”, “Like pushing a rope”. Any time you can relieve stress by just stopping what you are doing seems like an obvious solution, but I know it wasn’t easy to make the decision to change your plans, especially after you had already made so many preparations. It takes guts to recognize the right thing to do, and then do it. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks for the practical lesson. It is very true. We just decided to rethink something recently and the process was a major stress reliever.
Smart to listen to that inner voice. I am convinced that mine never leads me astray. With the Internet and people to help, any business is possible from afar. Enjoy.
I have been offline, avoiding the computer the last few days, I thought that you were long gone! I am glad you are still here!
One thing that I have learned is to not second guess myself, my first instinct is probably the correct one. Your instinct is to not go. So you are probably right!
Theresa
Such wise words, I always loved that story too! “Zen Master” Mom
Love, Dupre