There are waves ahead, some huge ones I can’t yet see beyond. Clouds gather overhead, meeting the water’s edge, pregnant with the promise of rain. The water is murky, with shapes just below the surface too blurry to make out. With only a faint idea of North, and no assurance of land anytime soon, the captain has to make a decision. Steer by his head and turn around, or steer into the storm and follow his heart.
“For the revelation awaits an appointed time. It speaks of the end and will not prove false. Though it linger, wait for it; it will certainly come, and will not delay.”
“My son, pay attention to what I say; turn your ear to my words. Do not let them out of your sight, keep them within your heart; for they are life to those who find them and health to one’s whole body. Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.”
- how interesting that ‘guarding your heart’ or ‘observing your inner man’ should be so high on the priority list