Travel

We sail the sea of life no matter how much we cling to a sense of control and self-determination. The wind of coincidence and the currents of circumstance seem to sweep us off course over and over again. The wise sailor becomes one with his vessel and treats it lovingly so it will buoy him up in heavy seas of change. This is the purpose of meditation, reflection, exercise and study.

Painting by Wendy Puerto

Our pole star is death, inevitable and constant on the horizon. It marks our final destination. With recognition of that certainty, there is no need to fret over where we are going. This liberates us to appreciate the journey and to learn from it.