“Writing analogies are as abundant as ants at a picnic. We love nothing better than a good analogy, a “life-is-like-this” on the page. I breathe and out pops another analogy. As of this moment, I am sole owner of 1,643 analogies.” – Chila Woychik
“…analogies, it is true, decide nothing, but they can make one feel more at home.” – Sigmund Freud
Sunday, May 4th
Life is like a rock. Maybe you will find new inspiration in the pile of stones in your yard or that beach full of well-tumbled pebbles. I’ve been spending a lot of time with rocks lately – scouring beaches for them, picking up larger ones for my garden, researching local spots for my 40th birthday prospecting adventure.
Go to any beach in a relaxed and inquisitive mood and you’ll see that we are all a beach full of stones. Some have jagged cuts, some smoothed by the repeated tumbling of the ocean, some colorful, some dull. Each one is beautiful in some small way and tells an interesting story of what came before.
After spending time on that beach called Life, all the rocks start to look a little weathered. You can make a snap judgment and say they look all the same, or you can spend a moment really looking at that rock and see the subtleties that make that rock unique and lovely. You might dismiss it for the crack running through it, but that might be the very spot were the glittery ore is hiding underneath. A beach filled with rocks that all look, roll, and feel the same is infinitely less interesting than one with variations.
Regardless of whether you slap a bunch of polish on a rock or leave it a tumbler to smooth down to your expected notions of beauty, that rock will still be a rock. One day, it will return to nature and eventually it will become dust.
Do you see the world in analogies?