Last week, we joined my family on a cruise. We were herded through the ship terminal to a floating hotel – full of chipper employees, ornate carpets, and tiny bathrooms.
It was everything a vacation should be.
But peel back the buffet lines, flashy shows, and shimmering pools and you realize you are in the middle. of. the. ocean. And there is nothing and no one in sight. It’s just Blue. All blue.
I was thinking about this, and I realized that when you’re on land, life feels stable. Solid and sturdy. But, spend a few days on the water and suddenly everything feels different. Unnatural. You live at the mercy of the weather and the vessel.
Living in the space between sky and water, liquid and gas, you’re reminded how fluid life is. Everything moves.
Land only gives us the illusion of stability. We deceive ourselves into thinking that we are in control. But, the truth is, everything – every element – moves. Plates shift. The ground quakes. The planets spin.
And maybe that’s why I love the feeling of floating in the middle of the ocean. Take away land and you take away the illusion. You’re only left with the swaying of the waves and the pushing of the wind.
You give up control and let the force of something bigger, much bigger, carry you.