The Smallest Bit of Spit
Here’s something inspirational I got a few days ago. I was waiting for my friend David to come up to the dock gate where his boat is moored to let me in. I was standing on a suspended walkway that was about 12 feet above the water which connects from the land down to the docks. The water was pretty clear and just slightly course from a mild breeze. I did as most boys would do when looking down at a body of water from an elevated distance, and spit. Not a big spit. A very small bit that I sent forth with a quick push of my tongue. I watched it sail down to pierce the surface and create a perfect ring that started small and pushed effortlessly outward, growing smoothly and increasingly larger and larger. I watched it grow and was amazed at how big it got and how it was actually a small wave. A circular wave that began as a single ring then turned into 2 smaller rings then 3 even smaller rings as it expanded.
I thought about how I’ve heard that energy can’t be destroyed, only change form and I saw it right there. It was a powerful amount of energy to be able to be so easily visible and to grow so large. It was the smallest bit of spit! I watched for what seemed like a long while but was perhaps just 30 or 40 seconds. I kept looking along the whole diameter of the ring till I could no longer capture it all in my sight, even as I scanned around in all directions.
It was a message for me and I felt it within as I stood there alone in that early morning mid-winter sun with the gentle ocean air steadily cooling my face. Even though at times I think I am just a tiny speck of spit, I posses limitless power. I need only tap into it, to allow it to flow through me with intention. To be as a conduit. Not creating the energy, not taking from the principal of all that is.
Based on what I witnessed with that tiny bit of energy I knew I had everything I desire and need within me. What other beings can say that? To flow energy? To direct it consciously? Are we not lucky? Are we not blessed?
At times I am embarrassed to know I have this power and have used it like I’ve pulled the trigger on a machine gun and I now spin around out of control and off balance and doing all I can do to slow myself down enough to regain control and release the trigger. And when I finally do I look about I see the not entirely positive effect I have brought upon my world.
I hope to do better. To wield my energy (make choices) with less fear, more trust and greater control. See, the little boy in me is leading me to freedom.
Greg Duncan