Getting Your Rocks Down

Life is about transitions and genuine skill at doing life is the speed and ease at which these transitions can be accomplished.

Maybe you've had a bad day. What are you going to do? Maybe you'll have a bath or read a book or watch TV.

Maybe you will go for a run or play on your phone.

What if you had a really bad day? Will the things you used to relax you work instantly?

Will those bad feelings pass in a few minutes or a few hours. Will you need to sleep on it?

If you do will everything be better? Or will resolution take a week or three. 

Or years.

If it takes years, maybe you be medicalised. Maybe you have to see some ex-polytechnic student who thinks they are a non-medical generic counsellor, and the answer to all your problems. Maybe you'll even be disillusioned enough to think it was necessary. Or wonderful. Or just happy for the company. Which is what it is of course.

Things come at you in life.  They must do,  or where have you been hiding? If they don't, we must go out and find them. Poke your nose out, sniff the morning air. Yes they disturb our world like a dirty stick drawing circles in the sand. 

But the deepest scores can clear with a single stroke of the tide, a single wave.

But.

Sometimes the sand and cement is full of glass, clay or rocky aggregate. 

Even then if your waves are powerful enough, there will be settlement. 

One sweep clean. 

One clean sweep. 

Or maybe the rocks will settle in the wrong position. Like a scar that develops where tissue should simply have joined together.

You might think they will need patting down. Or that you need someone else to pat them down for you. Maybe you do.

Or you just need to set your sail to the winds.

You can hang your washing out in the rain and it will dry eventually.

You need to know what sort of hurry you are in.

Attracting artificial interventions that are over-medicalised to pack down your rocks, to pat down your sand, is not something to be taken lightly.

Read a book.

Learn a skill.

Light a fire.

Pick a lock.

Pick your nose.

Just do whatever it takes to relax.

But make sure it's the thing that relaxes you. 

It's no business of anybody else.