We got in the car and entered the destination to Gaynor our man hating Garmin sat Nav. I say man hating but I think really it just hates me. We have never got on. She never takes me the way I think she should go and shouts at me if I take a wrong turn. We both know where we want to be at the start and yet in most cases have a different route albeit I end up taking her way.
So we start the car and off we go. It was only a matter of a couple of miles that I suspected she was somewhat misguided and heading in the opposite way to where we should be going and yet despite this we kept switching left and right under her command or by now as I am calling her..... "that bitch" and yet still we stayed true to her course. Under these directions we kept on the same route for several miles, and despite being so sure we were heading to the wrong destination we continued waiting till the last moment to decide to change route.
We arrived at the right location about 30 minutes later after starting over again and it wasn't for about another 4 hours that this giant metaphor unfolded.
Two further journeys took place that night. One was a mere one step and the other about 6 steps. Each one presented itself with fear of not being able to compete the journey and each one without the help of anyone else, okay....so Gaynor had become Brian and he gave some instructions about where we wanted to be but only one person could complete the journey, only one person had the vision and route in mind and only one person could say this is the way to go.
Both journeys were very different.
With the first journey you can get a real sense of the pain it can take to make small leaps of faith. There can be a lot of pressure to step forward, even a single small step can present itself with a big challenge but getting past that first step has great reward and you can shatter fear.
With the second journey we upped the steps.......and the heat......by a few hundred degrees no less but now under the belief that it's not the journey that is the challenge but the fact it's you that starts it and with that we could easily stroll across the fire.....and stroll we did, one by one and Noah style two by two :-)
So what of the original journey? Well I may not like to admit it but Gaynor set us up for all that was to follow that night. You see, life is all about direction and she merely wanted to prove the point. A lot of what travels around with us just now is all about who is going to get you where you want to be. You have many different opinions that are given to you. In most cases a lot of people give direction in good faith and while you might get to the right place in the end it will not be without twists and turns that are outwith your control. If you truly believe you are going the wrong way, don't wait too long and don't be afraid to turn around. The more you do this the less you rely on others, the more you do it you will realise that that first step is short and any pain associated is only temporary.
It pains me to say it but Gaynor did me a favour........albeit at the cost of her job. Next time I will use my own map, go find yours.
@ThatLearningDude
