Que Sera Sera

I was reading a forward (you know, the kinds you usually highlight all and delete?) that was essentially preaching to the reader how to live a full and satisfying life.  The general mantra was to disregard that which doesnt matter because so few things really do and we focus far too much on that which is trivial and will pass.  It got me thinking about how small we are in the greater and greatest scheme of life.

Mulling this over, I realized I couldn't quite decide if I was comforted or disheartened to think of the sheer inconsequence of each of our troubles and the irrelevance of our daily worries.  It seems we should find great catharsis from this realization (of irrelevance) and that further, the more we can remind ourselves of it and all IT encapsulates and commands, the more we can maintain that inner peace, and keep our tumultuous crowd of concerns at bay.

At this point in my life (really, at ANY point of ANY life) it seems only natural that I worry where I will go next. The clarity of the photograph of my future fades in and out, stretching deeper into ambiguity when I give into the impositions of the very question, where, or what next? There is merit in “going with the flow” and similarly (or dissimilarly), there is merit in planning (to any degree). What then, is the best way? Of course it is simple. Make a plan and expect it to change. But if that is the decision we are going to pursue, what if we, or at least what if I cannot decide which plan to plan to stray from? And as these words are created, we go full circle into our original point. Whatever we do, in the end, it doesn’t matter.

There are an infinite number of paths for people as a whole to make. Far less are the handfuls of futures available to each of us based on our own contexts. It is foolish to think we have NO sense of where we will be. There are fewer options, we may assume, than appendages. We must find solace, comfort, and strength in the idea that wherever we are going to end up, we are already on our way. And, as difficult and even impossible as that may seems, we will make mistakes, or change our minds unapologetically and even nonsensically and then, we will redirect; chart a new territory.

Until we have our direction, whether we map it out, or it manifests itself for us, it is our quest now to ensure we develop the tools we will need to build out boat once we decide where we want to sail. Or even just to be able to build a boat to let us be floated, wherever it may be. As Jimi says, flotation is groovy, even a jellyfish can relate to that.  ;)