Let the river of life do its own thing...

I was telling a dear friend about some words I wrote on my Facebook page recently. She loved the sound of it, so here it is:

It is a novel feeling to be in the flow of life. Usually I am urging the river to flow faster, tossing boulders out of the way, and generally trying to engineer the natural order of things, to match my impatience. I am discovering that s-l-o-w is okay.

It's a relief to let it all go...