what we are supposed to, or meant to,
until we are ready
or at least closer to ready.
Tonight I wrestled with god
to get the answer I desired.
Instead, I was given the answer
I needed to hear.
"It's time to trade in your canoe for a kayak."
Excuse me?
"It's time."
What exactly am I supposed to do with that?
I hold the answer in my hands
looking at it closely for meaning.
Here I am, in the season of my life
where my daughters are the ages
I still picture myself being.
(I see you're smiling, so you must understand.)
Now I find myself gently nudged and told
it is time to reinvent myself.
Move deliberately and reverently into this season.
Loosen my grip and perceived sense of control.
Notice what is truly important
and let the worries and regrets fall away.
Small shifts in perspective
move me toward who I am today.
Recalibrating relationships.
Allowing my children, who are grown,
to become who they are.
With or without me,
either way okay. Really.
Later, I try explaining this to my youngest
who has a gentle insightful soul
and she responds in a way that touches my heart.
Can I get one too so we can go together?
Suddenly, the trade doesn't sound so bad.
A kayak for a canoe.
A solo adventure. Sometimes together.
This will work.
Definitely. Yes, definitely.
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