A hawk flying high, battering against the wind. He turned and let the wind take him where it wanted, adapting his circle.
Below him his mate circles upward.
The job is going okay. I think it will overall work out and be a good source of income for the next two years, enabling me to pay off debt and to invest in my start up business. It is overall much lower pressure and has Fridays off; both of which I need.
Meanwhile, life seems to get complicated just when I want it to be less so. I must release myself from ego-driven desires and go where the wind takes me.
Hawks states less effort against what cannot be won.