At the bottom of the bucket are leaks, small drips that drain energy, reduce it. If my bucket gets to empty, completely empty, then my passion dies, drip.
I stop enjoying life, drip.
Or worse, I become a DRIP.
If the bucket is full, I bounce around the world. On fire. With passion.
If life is like a bucket of energy, it would be good to know what builds into it. And what reduces it.
So I started to focus on reducing the leaks, patching them up, stopping the drain of energy. With hindsight I see that it doesn’t solve the problem at all. If my energy is all but gone, stopping the leaks just slows the process of turning into one giant drip.
Of course, what a drip I am! So I focus on filling my bucket. I start searching for a tap, or a fire hose. A quick refill. Anything instant.
But it too is allusive.
Then today as I try to take pictures of water drops in the rain. I realise energy comes one drop at a time.
Once you have more drops coming in, that drips leaking out, your bucket starts to fill, your energy rises.
I’m sorted now of course. Most lakes and rivers are filled one drop of water at a time, I just need to hunt for drops, not drips. I would prefer steady rain of course.
Then it hit me. As my energy drips away, as my bucket gets empty, I become more of a drip. Then, I can become a drip to other people. I start draining their energy.
I realised that I need drops of energy, so that I can give drops of energy.
And I need to give drops of energy, so that I can get drops of energy.
This week I resolve to go in search of drops of energy.