Lost and Frightened
The sea is rolling gently when I wake up from a warm dream of friends and laughter. “Where am I now?”, I think as the soggy drips of dreamland finally fade away. I jerk my head around in a circle as if I’m on a spinning swing, trying to focus in.
Nothing looks familiar. I am alone. A feeling rises from the pit of my stomach like when you’re a kid and your mother is nowhere in sight at the mall, only racks of colorful stuff and strangers. I want to cry out. Desperation.
Oh help me figure this out and see something I recognize. I’m scared. What am I going to do? Which way to go? There isn’t a compass on board.
Seems like an hour passes when finally, out there, way out there, a little dot. A helicopter! It’s getting larger! I can’t believe it. It’s coming here.
It hovers over my little boat blowing it around in a circle. A voice, this voice like God yelling out, cries from a megaphone, “Are you alright?”
How in the hell are they going to hear me?
I give them a thumbs up and then a shrug, shoulders up, with both hands sticking out palms up from my side. “Are you lost?”, the man shouts out again. I nod vigorously up and down. “Okay, let me tell you where you are and where to go.” the booming voice continues. “Go in the direction of the nose of the helicopter and you will find what you seek.”, as the helicopter now points in the direction he came from. Five seconds later he spins around in the opposite direction. “But if you want to get there fast,” he shouts, “go this way!”
This goes on an on five or six more times, each with different instructions, each in a different direction. “If you want some help, go this way!”, he points again and smiles. My face has a huge question mark all over it. Then with a loud increase in ear-splitting noise, off they go, in an entirely new direction.
I’m totally pissed. I’m stunned. If I was a lost animal I’d get better treatment. Isn’t this exactly what our sick society does to those that need help? It grins. It nods its head. It gives you lots of instructions and hope. It tells you to go this way. It tells you to go that way. It shakes your hand. It promises to help. And then off it goes leaving you alone. It goes off to screw with someone else.
There is only one that can lead you to safety. One to lead you where you need to go. Only one person can discover what you seek. That person is yourself. You can search and find the true meaning of self-rescue.