I turned to my journal and began to write.
Paddles. Why Paddles?
Why am I carving paddles?
I wondered.
What might paddles be about?
Paddles,
what are paddles for?
Paddles for?
Possibly for metaphor.
Paddles,
the instruments we use
on our journeys
to propel ourselves and others
where we want to go.
Paddles,
serving us well.
Transformation too
will serve us well.
Allowing,
releasing our grip
on going where we think we want to go.
Loosening up on rigid control.
Loosening up on that clever instrument
that propels us where we think we want to go.
Allowing,
allowing ourselves to “go with the flow.”
Allowing transformation.
Paddle, a useful tool on our journeys
yet not our only tool.