falls on the lake
Ash from the burning up of an out-moded worldview lands softly on the lake, fire dissolved in water, a promise of new life. Worn-out ideas become hardened—brittle to the touch. Rigid ideas crack and fall apart, turning to dust, washed away by the spring rain.
How do we know when our trading ideas are too rigid? When they break, when rigid ideas break we lose money—repeatedly. Our self-confidence shatters and we cling to broken shards, cutting our fingers. We can’t grasp the purpose of our trading anymore. We are cut to the bone.
Enter new life. Usually by chance and usually at the last moment, we glimpse a new idea swirling in the void. We reach for the idea, risking being sucked into a black hole. When we finally grasp it, we realize we’re holding a butterfly with rainbow wings. We’re whole again, broken shards forming a mirror in which we see our self: a butterfly with rainbow wings.
Photo Credit: Photo by Lirtlon Sirivongmongkol