On Surrending, Control and Comfortability with Uncertainty

Good Evening Everyone!
Well, I had an interesting day; actually I have had an interesting week chauffering my lady around while she ran from place to place trying to get everything all done this week. It seems like we are running about nine races at once, hoping we will get the pole position in at least one of the races to make our run for the front of the lineup. It has not been easy these past ten months for sure!

My lady and I have thought a lot about the path our life has taken, particularly over the past 15 years and one thing is very certain–there is a tenuous relationship between surrender and control in both one’s professional life as well as in one’s personal life. It almost seems as if in order to guide oneself in the life path one has chosen, a person has to surrender most of the control to a higher power or, for those who do not subscribe to any type of spiritual belief, to something outside oneself. In turn, this surrendering leads in time to a comfortability with the entire uncertainty of the situation that one often times finds oneself in. The feeling that occurs when this is all taking place–the metamorphosis if you will–is sometimes disconcerting and bewildering. And sometimes downright scary–like being at the top of the first downward drop on a rollercoaster. You know the feeling–the exhilaration, the trepidation, the anticipation (and the fear) all rolled up in one feeling that is amazing. I wish I could bottle that feeling and keep it on the shelf to refer to it now and then; to hold it, examine it, embrace it and try to get comfortable with the feeling itself. But I am beginning to understand one thing, and that is that without surrendering to the feeling, without actually letting go, one cannot embrace all the nuances that life can bring. It is at that point–at the point at which I want to tell my lady to slam on the brakes or downshift several times at the very least, that I must resist. I must encourage her to press on, to let us bank on the turn and slide through the corner even if we only nearly miss the wall. And it is then that I promise that while surrendering to the force of gravity that pulls us around the corner, I won’t let her fly out of the car, but I will embrace her solidly and we will pull around the corner together, having worked through whatever uncertainty that life has thrown at us while banking that turn.

Have another wonderful evening!

Sweet dreams and happy racing–

The Car