If anyone had warned me of the emotional energy necessary to
navigate through this journey to find love again, I am not so sure I would have suited up for the
challenge. Perhaps a better approach would be to sit silently on the dock
and just dip a toe in a bit to test the waters or secure myself into a tranquil
stream with few waves or at least obstacles that are easily avoided without
discernible threat, perhaps rapids rated as Class 1 or 2. But no, I threw
caution to the wind and I jumped in feet first, while still buckling up and WOW
what a rush! I’ve never been one to do anything half-way, so I guess it
is not that much of a surprise. Now that I am in, I better get my game
on.
This quest to find love again is like being in white
water rapids at least in waters rated at a level of Class 3. This is the
level where experienced paddling skills are absolutely necessary. There
is plenty of excitement and the ride presents significant maneuvering, but not
really all that dangerous even though some risk is involved. It’s fun and
enjoyable. Moderate skills are needed to evade obstacles, but survival is
reasonably certain for most while some swimmers may need assistance.
I’m discovering that every now and then you will come across
the potential suitor who requires a more advanced white water rapid skill
level, perhaps those for Class 4 waters. This requires more skills and
often sharp maneuvers are necessary; be certain that manageable danger will be
encountered. In fact swimmers will face risks and need assistance should
they tumble headlong into the rapids.
It is unfathomable to think what on earth you would do when
you run across the guy that demands a skill level necessary to confidently
navigate Class 5 rapids; the one who requires your utmost attention and skill
because success and survival of the journey depend upon your proper execution
of those skills. This is the one you better be paying attention and not
slack for a moment, because if a wave knocks you out on this one, it is going
to hurt. You can be assured damage will occur; knowledgeable rescue crews
may not even be able to help you. It will stretch and push you to your
absolute limits of capability and then push harder.
If given the choice which waterway would you choose to
traverse on the journey to find love? Will you choose the safer route and
stick with a Class 3 or under? Or would you choose the more challenging
Class 4 waterway, or not for the faint at heart, would you be bold, daring and
maybe even a little crazy, and choose the ultimate challenge to life, limb and
mind and choose Class 5?
In matters of the heart, where choice often is not based on
logic or rational thought, I think you would be surprised to see how many would
say that they would choose Class 5 waterway for love's quest. We often
say we want the passion, “the can’t eat, can’t sleep, can’t even function until
your heart is enjoined with his” kind of love. This type of love is the
one of legends; it is the volatile passion that transcends our physicality and
vibrates on a deeper more soulful level. It’s the one that we see in Hollywood movies with the big grand swell of music at the
end; the one, where when all hope is dashed, the hero emerges to claim his
frightened but ever so hopeful lover.
It is a nice thought, but in reality I think we settle for
so much less. Why?
Not me, I am definitely going for
the Class 5; I want the love that consumes my soul and every bit of me.
That’s how legends are made; those are the stories we remember.
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