The rock in the sea

The rock in the sea. My guess is that most rocks start off life with loads of rough edges. The sea throws the rock around and over many years it becomes smooth. I am the rock and life is the sea 😁

I wrote this a few days ago and on reflection it’s changed a bit. We’re born smooth and on our journey through childhood and adulthood we pick up our rough edges and barnacles. None of these are truly who we are but then again they are, our experiences shape us. As rocks we may even start life in a river with our ultimate journey being to the sea. Along the way we’ll reach a quiet nook which feels calm and safe, no tumbling. This could be seen as a comfort zone. Actually pretty dangerous because there’s no movement, our edges won’t get smoothed and we’ll probably pick up more barnacles (or shell type things). We have to keep moving towards the sea, we have to trust the river and accept the uncertain nature.