i once heard an analogy of life about God which put it all in the perspective of a car journey. in short, it says that in order to live a life which is full and happy, you must allow God, or Jesus, or whichever deity is your preferred, to drive your life, and you must be willing to take a backseat. now in a way, i do believe this. although i don't believe in God, or not as someone who has control over my life in particular, i believe there must be a stage at which you allow somebody to take the wheel. allow somebody else to have control and allow yourself to recuperate in the back seat. i recently drove from Glasgow to London in a day, and trying to drive your own life all the time is much like that. it can be done but it's exhausting and hard. you end up taking your shoes off and smoking too much and feeling ever so slightly mad.
i don't know what the Plan is. if there's a Plan, nobody's looped me in on it yet. all i can hope is to continue the way i am going and see what happens. and hopefully, writing things down rather than trying to bottle them or have people etch them into my skin or battle them with drugs and alcohol, i can see them for the gravel that they really are and just take a stronger grip of the wheel and drop into a lower gear for a while.
my life is about to get very busy and very difficult, or so i've been told. but in order to follow one of many dreams, i must do my best. and my best is inside me somewhere just waiting to come out.
thanks.

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