Find your balance

My post this week might turn out to be a bit less refined.  And that might be a good thing.

I've been struggling lately with questions of balance.  I suppose that's just a part of navigating these mortal waters.  Yet right now it feels like more than just your typical mortal probation testing ground.

Imagine what it would be like to be implanted in a giant block of cream cheese.  (And if you don't like dairy, just imagine for the moment that you just can't get enough of it!)  You're surrounded by all this gooey goodness.  And you think to yourself, "Hey, this isn't so bad."

Until you try to move around and learn rather quickly that the viscosity of cream cheese isn't all that low.  (For those of you who don't speak enginerd, that means you can't move around easily.)  That said substance which you once held in your hand now surrounds you almost completely.  (Hey, it can't surround you completely because then you wouldn't breathe, and that sort of spoils the analogy here.)  And then you realize that it's even worse than that.

You don't have any crackers.

I mean, how can you eat cream cheese without crackers?  I know, I know, you just dip your finger and go.  But it's just not the same.  And if you love dairy as much as I do, you know what I mean.

Where am I going with this?  Well, I thought you'd never ask.

We singles tend to get caught up in our own selves and the nuances of our lives.  We do it not because we're single or because there's something really poignant about being single that demands attention (although that may be true).  It's just human nature.  People will do that regardless of their circumstances.

And when people get caught up in their own worlds and those worlds don't seem to be going right, it can feel like it's really hard to move toward the life they really want.  Kinda like being implanted in a huge block of cream cheese.

And sometimes in those moments, you can think to yourself that it wouldn't be so bad if you only had such and such.  Only you don't have it.  Kinda like being implanted in a huge block of cream cheese and not having any crackers.

Of course, if I were implanted in a huge block of cream cheese, the way out is obvious.  I just have to eat my way out one bite at a time.

And I guess that's the answer to my balance problem.  It won't resolve itself.  I must do that, and I do it by taking care of things one piece at a time.

I think I need to get off the train I'm riding for a while and find my balance again.  That and find some crackers to go with my cream cheese.

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