Let’s face the facts… A lot of people, and I would venture to say that every single one of us – in one form or another, is waiting.
Waiting for ‘Someday Island to arrive. Someday may be a dream vacations, success, recognition, potty trained three year olds or the phone to ring. No matter what your island is made from one thing is typically the same, “Someday Island” always seems to be just past the horizon.
And for to many, the life that is happening right now, is focused on waiting for the life of someday.
As little girls, my sister and I took sailing lessons at Seattle Yacht Club. One of our first lessons took place out at Garbage Bay (enticing name right?). We bobbed anxiously above the dark water, each inside our own two man skiff. You could actually see the nervousness spreading along the water as each skiff prepared for their turn. With every newly turned skiff our anxieties grew as our own turn came closer and closer.
We were to capsize our personal vessel and turn it right again. This was to prepare us for the assuming future times when we would capsize again and to help us understand how to properly react. It’s no surprise why this was one of the first things our instructors made us do, but it didn’t lesson the anxieties we all felt at the prospect of not getting right-side up again. We had three objectives; control your reaction, get your boat right-side and get back in.
I share this story with you to illustrate the idea that with anything good in life there is a risk! It can feel as though the only chance for safety is to hold for dear life to the little boat that keeps you from the deep unknown.
Now maybe this metaphor wasn’t thought through very well since I never ended up swimming with dolphins but there is still a moral to the story though it might be murky. Pardon the pun, I just couldn’t help myself! If I wouldn’t have been willing to capsize, I never would have been able to realize what I was capable of.
On second thought, I think my story relates. Because often risk doesn’t look all that appealing. Or maybe it does at first, but once you’ve gotten out there and learned that they call this place “Garbage Bay” you start second guessing, doubting and holding back. But the thing is, we will never find our way to ‘Someday Island’ if we allow fear to hold us back.
If you never capsize, you’ll never realize what you’re capable of. You’ll never see that you can get things right again, you can climb back in and you can find your way.
Whatever your ‘Someday’ is…. Design a plan for it, navigate for it and conquer. And remember an island will not move. It’s up to each of us to plan our route, study our maps and make our way.
Make It Real: What is your ‘Someday Island’ made of? Leave a comment and share your ‘Someday Island’ and learn about others as well!