Bailing out in very low water
I can't say that I am un-happy though and don't get me wrong. Having so much change has really distilled my attention and helped me to prioritize what I pour my energy into. Like moving from place to place on a budget, I feel like I had to get rid of a lot of crap and that is awesome. This feeling of throwing off the waste has also given me some energy and momentum to go back after the things I really love even when I thought I was done.
Sometime in the late 90's I was getting pretty good at white water kayaking and really pushed myself to get better fast. Unfortunately, during a class IV drop on a river I followed someone else's suggestion and deviated from the line I had prepared myself for. In minutes I was hammered by waves the size of mini-vans and took a 1km swim through some nasty rocks. A few months later I was so frustrated by the incident that I just gave it up all together. I got pretty banged up but the worst part was my ego never fully recovered. The past 16 years have been a serious dead-spot for something I used to really love.
I may be a slow learner but every time I get creamed or fail miserably, these dead-spots get shorter and I get wiser.