Uncertainty. Change. Impermanence.

Unavoidable facts of life. And yet. I often find myself working under the illusion that if I can just control everything and everyone then maybe? Of course all the while being resentful of how exhausting doing so makes me feel. How much enjoyment of life it robs from me.

Accepting our shortcomings. Our flaws. Our blind spots. Our not knowing. Our not understanding. Our messiness. Our inherent human-ness.

It can feel overwhelming at times because it feels as if “so much” is riding on the outcome. Yet is it? Or maybe there is a more gentle, kinder way to relate with our experience of the world?

No answers. Just questions I’m pondering this Monday morning.

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