The Stream

Profanity has been known to start with the line: 'People come and go'. So, people do come and go, in and out of our lives, they pass through like twigs floating down a stream. Sometimes they float to the edge and stick around a while or get caught up on some leaves which hold up their flow. Then there is the question, are we also a twig floating down that same stream? The point in this is even if we feel stuck, everything moves by nature of time itself. Is productivity and fulfilment determined by contact with other people or can it be achieved alone? Is interaction a need or a choice? These are more reflections in the stream rather than questions with direct answers. Sometimes the current of the stream becomes too strong and we risk getting swept away, out of control and without the ability to steer. If this happens, it maybe preferable to swim to the the side and sit out the storm. Waiting for the storm to pass can create its own challenges: Am I missing out? Is life passing me by? What if I am stuck? Actually though, being in a position to observe and reflect can allow a more productive phase to begin, as an army world strategically choose to pull back and re group, only to come back stronger.