Our craving for certainty is enormous.
We want to know what side of the line to be.
Whether something is right or wrong or that our understanding is correct.
And if it will be successful, otherwise we won’t bother starting.
Yet there is glorious, entangled, unknowableness in our wider world – not the little one we create to feel safe and certain.
And that’s ok. Not because it doesn’t matter but because it isn’t in our control.
Because, in reality, we can only ever be here, at this moment, in this place, and in the flow of this time. Now.
What a relief.
Being still and knowing isn’t the same as having it all tied up with a neat bow.
Pause. See differently. Re-story