Escaping the Mud



So thick, so strong! Not just to leave the same old behind, but even to keep moving in the same plane of nowhere to go.

Fighting, pulling; using every muscle with every ounce of energy left, if any; just to be back at the original point, only tired and disillusioned.

Resting for a minute; collecting breath once more; thinking, planning, deciding; gathering energy and creating a new triggering moment to give still another try; another attempt at the perfect escape; the precise set of planned movements that will give the so desired freedom from that ugly, sticky mud.

While clouds go by, while the sun keeps moving around in the sky, and the eternally walked clock that leaves just the round and round trail to follow for eternity.

Then the changes in mind: Another attempt but using a different approach. Does the planned strategy work?  Why not just raw force?

So the collected energy once more; the triggered moment; heart and mind together, concentrated at a single point…jump!


Seating in that favorite chair by the porch, sipping a cold drink while watching the clouds go by; enjoying the view and the warm autumn breeze; remembering those crazy younger years of dreams and desires, so long left behind.

Time to appreciate the real meanings of life and the most important parts of it all, with wisdom acquired by the final appreciation of the sticky mud. Like a rusted ship sunk by the beach, that finally becomes a proud monument on its own.

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14 Responses to Escaping the Mud

  1. I’ve been stuck in the mud. The one time that stands out was just after I installed a brand new set of mud tire on my Jeep. I was riding in the woods with a group of friends and attempted a particularly nasty mud hole. I learned something about mud tires that day. The thing I learned is they’ll get you further into the mud hole, yet they might not actually get you all the way through the hole. It took two Jeeps to pull me out.
    Eric | Eden Journal´s last post ..Personal Development Campfire – Giving Thanks

    Raul Reply:

    Hi Eric,

    Sometimes we do need a friend or two to get out of a hole in life. Sometimes we just accept the situation as the way it should be, mostly based on what most people do throughout their lives; what we see around.

    Then comes the later years when we either accept the reached situation with a smile, claiming maturity; or retain the memories as a doubt of the road we didn’t dare to follow, maybe because we just didn’t dare to be different. But we can still enjoy the recognition of the new addition to the “mature” ones.

    Crazy isn’t it?

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  2. Meredith says:

    Hi, Raul! I’ve missed you during my long blog hiatus.

    There is something I don’t quite like in this post, and that is… the scent of sour grapes. I’d rather find out what that mud is that keeps dragging the dream down than attack it over and over again with brute force until I run out of steam. Can it be that I don’t need to drag the heavy vehicle with me? Maybe I can travel to my destination on foot for a while — or maybe just truly releasing my old way of doing it will bring along another ship. Or a limo coming slowly down the beach. ;)

    I’m of course not making light of your suffering and stuck feeling. It’s terrible to feel dragged down and hindered from reaching your goals. Another way of approaching this dilemma might be to ask yourself what you hoped to get from reaching that particular dream, and find a way to get *that* need fulfilled some other way. (For instance, three people might want to be published authors, but they have different core needs motivating them: one wants to feel the love and adoration of her fans, another wants to win awards and receive honor and intellectual recognition for his hard work, and yet another wants to rake in the bucks to justify to her family her long, salary-less stint in grad-school.)
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    Raul Reply:

    Hi Meredith,

    I wasn’t sure if I should post this one under “Projections” or “Fiction”. Finally decided to go under “Fiction”, although it’s a reality for many people in their older years, when they finally “adapted” to society rules and standards, to look back and just wonder what could have been; yet feeling the pleasures of pertaining to what the norm dictates.

    You make a good point about “dragging”. Perhaps that could be one of the main problems people have to face when trying to change direction in life…the weight of bringing along the past with them; although, it’s not easy to just break with the past since that could means, in some instances, to travel without identity until a new one is formed.

    But mostly this post is about the feelings of some older people, with whom we come across from time to time, to find they are going their last days in doubt.


  3. Liz says:

    I like your post. ^^
    At first, I thought it was a poem or something. It kind of seems like a prose piece. Either way, your sentence structure is real nice. :)

    Raul Reply:

    Hi Liz,

    Thank you for your words. It wasn’t intended as a poem because poetry is not one of my skills. It is just a thought written in the way it came out :)

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    Liz Reply:

    I see. o.o

    And it isn’t that blogging is an obligation for me; it’s just that I don’t enjoy getting behind on my comments.

    Raul Reply:

    I know, it is frustrating and one feels like being “irresponsible”, at least in my case.

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  4. Sara says:

    Raul — Okay, this is a very interesting post. People are responding to it so many different ways. From your comments I get the feeling, you just wrote what came to you. This makes it more fun…it’s like studying an abstract painting:~)

    I guess add my two cents…I felt the mud was a metaphor making changes in our lives and so, that’s how I’m responding.

    I think there are times when we need to use raw force to push ourselves out of being stuck; other times, we use tools that help us and then sometimes we choose to stay stuck until we know what we need to do get out. All three work, just in different ways.

    As far as dreams go, some will end up like the ship on the sand — mind monuments rusting away, while others will be freed from the ugly sticky mud because of our determination. We get to the make the choice…jump or not jump:~)
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    Raul Reply:

    Hi Sara,

    Thank you! I was starting to believe my writing was “un-understandable” :)

    Yes, depending on the moment or the situation, we have to use different ways to get out of the “mud”; and some times there are dreams just simply we cannot accomplish, for different reasons to different persons, so they rust away as a memory of what could it be.

    Thank you for your comment :)

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  5. Raul,

    I agree with Liz, it felt like a poem to me as well. Many of us stuck and sometimes that place we’re stuck is perfect place for us, sometimes we may need some help to get out of it.
    Zengirl @ Heart and Mind´s last post ..Giving Thanks- How Gratitude Can Improve Your Life

    Raul Reply:

    Hi Zengirl,

    I like what you say: “sometimes that place we’re stuck is perfect place for us”

    How many times we dream of something but we cannot move because, without us knowing or accepting it, it is the perfect place for us. Great point! Thank you :)

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  6. Trudging through the sticky mud really builds muscle, doesn’t it? And it’s nice to appreciate it after when you’re sitting in your comfy chair.

    One thing your post made me realize is that when trudging through mud, or feeling stuck, sometimes just stopping and standing there, we can get our energy back. Metaphorically speaking, of course… and referring to going through tough times. I say this because I know when I’m in a “tough time” I want to press out of it as hard as I can and sometimes that makes it more difficult.
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    Raul Reply:

    Hi Davina,

    Sometimes we feel we need to get out as quickly as possible, when maybe just standing there for a while will allow us to get a better perspective, so to take more appropriate decisions. We never know, isn’t it?

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