At some point in our life, usually when the sea is rough, we realize that we are not in control, that we are not the one steering the tiller, changing the sails, and certainly not blowing the wind -but we might have realized this before if we were lucky.


It is pretty frightening of course to come to grips with that revelation and all its implications.


What is there left to do?

I don’t see any other option than to accept, gracefully accept as Roshi Reb Anderson would put it, and trust.


‘Trust’ ?


Does that mean that we should trust that it will all get better because 'our ego is not in charge'?


No! Don’t let’s trust in anything ‘better’, we could easily be thrown overboard or the ship could very simply sink.

Let’s just be trust, and go beyond.

It might be the beginning of the realization that all is One, that we actually are the dreamer, the dream and the dreaming sailing together in the infinite Silence of nothingness...

Silence is Alone all the while the fury of the storm howls in the night.

- “Hold the tiller tight. Stay vigilant. … but remember: you are not in charge”

Koka


PS. "If you can’t become the ocean you’ll be seasick every day"

Leonard Cohen