There is always a struggle raging in me. At heart a fly caster, yet fearing the unknown, resisting a total commitment to the fly life. Feeling forced to work, now unemployed the pull is only greater. Now in the Northwest nothing hampers the lust I feel to commit to fishing and guiding as a lifestyle.
Two problems with this complex issue center around security and freedom. How does someone reach security? Does a steady job mean security? Is security really that important? Is security something to attain or just something to decide? Well, that is a lot to absorb, trust me I know.
This is just a glimpse into what my days consist of. One day I am ready commit the the lifestyle. Others I am commit to my professional goals. How is one free? Is it freedom though security or security through freedom? Is freedom chosen or attained? Or both?
Let that sink in a while. Putting thoughts into words only begs more question, but more on that later. Now answers must come, but more on that later, as well!
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
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