Occasionally I get hits associated with “tacking into the wind” searches, so I thought I’d put up a picture. It’s just a way of making headway even when forces are aligned against you. If you approach things obliquely you’ll find that you can often slide around the obstacles. It’s sort of like going through the valleys to get over the mountains. Often we aren’t equipped to meet adversity, the winds of change, head on. Tackle overwhelming impediments from their weak points, from the side, from an unexpected avenue of approach or concealment, in order to turn their torque into an harnessable force.
I have sailed. We all have. Once upon a time the world was defined by sail. It was a principle of the emergence of civilization. I sailed mostly very small craft which easily capsize, but can just as easily be righted. There is a great personal thrill to be enjoyed in running very close to a hard wind on the razor edge of loosing it all. In such risk lies realization that immeasurable discovery is the action of the unknown. In a heart beat your boat is on its side and you are swimming now, not sailing, but it only takes a minute to right the thing and make another run. The stronger the wind the better, for we tire of mundane challenges and long to really test our abilities against the impossible.
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Estragon: We always find something, eh Didi, to give us the impression we exist.
Pozzo: ….one day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second…they give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it’s night once more. On!
Waiting for Godot
Samuel Beckett