8.25.16 Set course, wind right, sail full

  Some days seem to require more twisting and turning and confusion and reconfiguring than others, until I realize that, like many of us, it's really only me, not the 'day'. Me and my responses and stories and physiology and internal responses to external circumstance. 

     What's difficult sometimes though, is getting clear. 

     Watching all the flotsam and jetsam fly about, bonking into things, which can be so unnerving, until I realize I simply need to stand back. Breathe. Settle myself while things settle too.
     And so I back out of the fray, all the confusing factors, and watch and wait until at least my perception of everything slowly settles to a stop.
     And then, the forgotten parts of self begin to integrate, and the realizations begin to slowly show up, one after another. Like those old viewfinders we had when we were kids, where you slipped in the round disc with all the little slides, and you switched it from one to another to another.
     And so, like all of us, I begin to slowly tease out what's going on. Which things are interwoven with others, how I'm feeling about it, how my sensory perception is cranking things, and slowly it becomes clear.
     Sometimes it's kind of like going from being a boat spinning around ,tossed at sea in a storm, to a skiff that feels more certain and settled, set course, wind right, sail full.