Blog from a Fog
So that’s my blog from a fog.
A reminder to stay open. To stay curious. Even when I can’t see far ahead.
To show up anyway
And to trust the page and the pen.
So that’s my blog from a fog.
A reminder to stay open. To stay curious. Even when I can’t see far ahead.
To show up anyway
And to trust the page and the pen.
I didn’t exactly invite my demons to tea that night.
But I did let them come along for the outing.
And I reminded them: just because I’m late to arrive to the room doesn’t mean it’s too late.
Who knows? Maybe I arrived exactly on time.
I’m pleased to report the demons have no staying power.
But I do.
When reading any how-to, carry a small pouch of salt. Chew a grain as you swallow the instruction. Let discernment dissolve slowly. And keep that salt nearby when resistance rises. Sometimes resistance is fear. Sometimes it’s intuition.
But if we notice—if we pause to feel that force within us, to arrange the trivial and achieve balance—if we stay mindful of our days, we find the joy.
Sometimes intimacy lives in the smallest rituals.
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