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The other day I was exploring some stuff with the awesomely wonderful Havi Brooks which involved wondering how to bring the samba-butterfly-crew from inside where they were creating a certain degree of havoc, to the outside, where they might better be able to help me biggify my business.

The resistance involved a deeply held belief that it’s really, really important ‘not to rock the boat ‘!! Which is kinda funny, given as Havi kindly pointed out, I’m something of a professional boat-rocker by trade. ‘So where did that one come from?’, we wondered collectively.

Indeed.

Diving into the where made it quickly apparent it was much more of a who that we were looking for … and the who had feet. Two of them. Huge ones. Huge enough to make a hobbit’s look dainty. They were sticking out from under my front door, and on opening to take a look, they belonged to an extremely short, hairy, pretty featureless (on account of the hair) monstery-troll type person. (Think cavemen from the Wacky Races with vertically-challenged issues.)

This, it turns out, is my Ballast Monster… (??!)

His job is to keep the boat from being rocked. He’s ideal. Huge feet and a seriously low centre of gravity. He’s made for the job.. and good at it. He’s certainly managed to keep me from any dangerous boat-rocking activities, like actually posting any of my explorations on here, or finding too many of my right people that might actually want to work with me. And so forth..

So I pointed out how good he’s been at doing his job. This boat aint rocking much. More’s the pity. But with him down there as ballast… I really don’t see what the problem is. He liked that. It’s always nice to be seen and appreciated, huh?

How about some gentle divine guidance for the boat? … Would he be into considering that, we wondered?

Bless him if he didn’t just think that was the bee’s knees, or the butterfly’s wings, of a suggestion, as it happens. Because no sooner had we asked, than the boat was being magically lifted, James-and-the-Giant-Peachwise, by hundreds of samba-butterfly-crew butterflies each attached to a gossamer thread … taking me off on solo-adventurer-traveller explorations (with the Ballast Monster too, of course, to ensure a degree of stability).

p.s. If you’re now feeling the urge to check out what monsters might be hiding in your own unique pantheon, or even just to see how you might go about doing that, I’d totally recommend heading over to the Fluent Self for some 101 on the how-to’s, including how to come out unscathed.

p.p.s. The Ballast Monster’s just agreed that the butterfly-powered boat explorations are kinda fun… it looks like we might get some more exploring done… and get to report back here too! Yay. Result!