The prospect of getting lost, physically or otherwise, has always terrified me. But I am coming to see that there is power in being lost. There is power in existing in a state of not-knowing, of having no answers, no foregone conclusions, no assurances, and no real sense of the outcome. I have stopped fighting it, and have instead decided to explore it, to feel its textures, and see what it has to offer. And I find that I’m enjoying the drift, the sense that all possibilities are open and that I don’t yet know what is unfolding for me creatively, only that something is.
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Dave, Your words are wonderfully wise and true. Thank you. Grant
Thanks, Grant, but this is actually a quote from the Seattle-based poet Kristen McHenry — click the link at the top to read the whole post.
Love it! this is exactly what I am feeling right now… :)