There is saltwater in my veins.
Not really, but the sea has long been important in my lineage.
My maiden name is Welsh and means “of the sea.” The story goes that Sir Henry Morgan, famous British pirate, begat someone who begat someone who begat someone, on and on an on it goes until, tada, here I am.
My own father was a sea captain and salmon fisherman for much of my life. My very own Captain Morgan.
This morning I asked my dad, “In a boat what makes changing course so difficult? Is it because you have to go against the current?”
I wast thinking about how I’ve become lax this summer in some areas with myself and the kids. Letting them snack more, watch more, veg out more. Which yes, it’s summer, but still it was getting a little crazy up in here. We needed to get back on course.
I was thinking about our nation and I don’t even know what to say. It’s like words don’t even rise up, it’s just a deep sigh that comes out, heavy and disappointed in the direction we are going. We need to get back on course.
My dad replied, “Recognizing the need to correct the course is the hard part. You have to admit you’re not on course.”
I wasn’t expecting that. I was expecting currents, and having to buck agains them, cross them, the act of moving the boat. But no, it is the fact that the one at the helm, the one in charge, the captain, has to be able to admit there was an error and correct it.
It is ego that gets in the way of being able to properly correct a course. The opposite of ego is humility. Humility will get us back on course.