You can trot along feeling like you’ve settled into your pace, and you’ve got this “walking on two feet” thing down pat, and suddenly look down to find–or rather to NOT find–your feet. You don’t know where those suckers went, but they certainly not under you anymore. In fact, you’re not even sure what your standing on…er, in. Because you’re slowly sinking, and you’re just smart enough to know that flailing will only make it worse. And that’s where you need to be smart enough to know what matters on your walk. What’s important, and what’s the solid ground underneath the quicksand.
I dunno if you all know this, but…I write books. I don’t make it too too obvious on my site for fear of being obnoxious about blatant self-promotion, but I have a few links to where you can read them. Without a doubt, the solid ground underneath my quicksand-soaked shoes is the story. It’s at the heart of everything I do and what matters most to me.
But even if you’re not a writer, you have stories, and all stories have a message. It is that message that acts as the “crunch” to who you are and why you do what you do, and the crunch of solid ground on which you build the structures of your expression. If you tie your expressions to your crunchy bits, you have a solid structure. Your steps will have purpose, and they won’t sink in quicksand under a little bit of weight.
I’ve made a promise to myself to find all of my feet, and figure out what’s underneath them. When we walk on solid footing, we can carry much more, and go much further.