The blue is easy to land on as a next move...journeys, water crossings, deeps, shallows.  And here's the surprising, benign lesson.  Going with the flow doesn't mean that the trip is forever smooth...the river has rapids.  Always.  A Buddhist monk once told me that we will know we are on the right path when all flows into place.  A misunderstanding has had me wondering often if the rough patches are signs I am not in the flow...it made me nervous, jumpy, full of second guessing.  Now, I need to re-think that.  Good.