The cork floats perfectly on its own

Photo by Oscar Söderlund

I recently realized, this is my job as a person who works with others to get out of their own way. As a coach, I’m a professional cork floater.

The next insight was, coincidentally, that’s the job we all hold for ourselves. So that’s why I’m sharing this metaphor with you here…

Okay… What does this whole cork floating thing mean, right?

Well, when you throw a cork in the water, it does one thing… It floats. Naturally. Without our help.

The problem comes when we think we need to do things to improve the floating capabilities of said cork.

Because it really shouldn’t be that simple (note: far different than ‘easy’). But it is. And it pisses us off.

I mean, we do all this work to make it float better. We shame it. We walk it over hot coals. We take substances and change zip codes, partners, hair styles, meditation poses, diets, and careers to make this thing float better.

All instead of just stopping and allowing ourselves to bask in the miracle that this thing floats perfectly all on its own.


Now, those zip codes, diets, partners, careers, etc. become… Fun. They lose their urgency. But we’re human. And we like to do stuff. This is the position we’ve found ourselves in as spiritual beings living a human experience.

Our innate well-being is like a cork in that all we must do for it to float better is get out of its way and let it do its thing.

Everything we add to this process only adds another level of anxiety and friction. It interrupts the mechanism that’s already built in.

Maybe you’ve proverbially tried to build a bridge-like structure across the pond to rest the cork on so it floats .00876" higher above the surface. Maybe you’ve hired a truck to come out and dump a load of sand in the pond so that it raises it a little higher.

But none of this changes the floating capabilities of the cork. And at a certain point, it’s not really floating anymore.

This is what the ego does when we give it sole control over the one mechanism that innately serves as our saving grace. Our ever-present innate mind — our source.

Send the dump truck back and take a seat next to me by the pond. Looks kinda cool floating in the moonlight, doesn’t it?

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