Stuck Behind the Gate

[Emotions - IV]

Have you ever seen a Border Collie moments before she’s actually herding?

Have you ever watched a race horse before the gate opens?

Have you witnessed a team in the tunnel before they enter the field for the big game?

Their bodies are full of skittish energy. Pent up passion. Restrained purpose.

When the conviction strikes that the world is not as it should be, and you and I have a responsibility (and ability) to help steer it a different direction, it is like bottling up rocket fuel.

People like us are the Border Collie, the race horse, the team in the tunnel. Some of what we feel are just nerves but most of it is pure creative potential to do as we are suppose to. And yet it’s restricted, withheld, blocked, or bottled and capped.

Your agitation is not bad but good.
Your restlessness is a sign pointing you to something.

You have work to do. Good, purposeful, life-giving work. And so long as you're stuck behind the gate, your neurosis will feel negative, like a problem that needs fixing.

Perhaps the only thing needing to change is getting you out of the tunnel and on the field.