Michael Glass: “Keep your face always toward the sunshine—and shadows will fall behind you.”
— Walt Whitman
Anyone who has spent enoug
“Keep your face always toward the sunshine—and shadows will fall behind you.”
— Walt Whitman
Anyone who has spent enough time at sea understands this instinctively.
At sunrise, the bow glows gold while the stern trails darkness across the water behind you.
Direction matters.
Not because storms disappear.
Not because hardship magically dissolves.
But because what we choose to face shapes what follows us.
Modern life constantly pulls our attention toward shadow:
fear,
anger,
outrage,
division,
regret.
And the more a man stares into darkness, the larger it seems to grow.
But the sea teaches another lesson.
Turn toward the light and the shadows naturally fall astern.
Not gone.
Not defeated forever.
Just no longer steering the vessel.
Maybe that’s part of living a life well-lived:
not pretending darkness does not exist…
but refusing to give it the helm.
Keeping your eyes on what nourishes life instead:
wonder,
gratitude,
beauty,
purpose,
love,
the next sunrise over open water.
A captain cannot always choose the weather.
But he can choose what direction he sails.
Michael Glass: “Keep your face always toward the sunshine—and shadows will fall behind you.” — Walt Whitman Anyone who has spent enough
“Keep your face always toward the sunshine—and shadows will fall behind you.” — Walt Whitman Anyone who has spent enough time at sea understands this instinctively. At sunrise, the bow glows gold while the stern trails darkness across the water behind you. Direction matters. Not because storms disappear. Not because hardship magically dissolves. But because what we choose to face shapes what follows us. Modern life constantly pulls our attention toward shadow: fear, anger, outrage, division, regret. And the more a man stares into darkness, the larger it seems to grow. But the sea teaches another lesson. Turn toward the light and the shadows naturally fall astern. Not gone. Not defeated forever. Just no longer steering the vessel. Maybe that’s part of living a life well-lived: not pretending darkness does not exist… but refusing to give it the helm. Keeping your eyes on what nourishes life instead: wonder, gratitude, beauty, purpose, love, the next sunrise over open water. A captain cannot always choose the weather. But he can choose what direction he sails.
