Tag: uncertainty

Looking for Perspective

We are definitely in the throes of transition – the house is for sale, we can’t commit to a rental unit until we have a closing date, and so, everything is uncertainty at the moment.

We clutch at hopeful signs only to be disappointed. The couple who spent over an hour during the Open House have now decided to wait a year before moving. The man who showed so much interest was met with resistance from his wife.

Ups and downs.

I try to remember to breathe and be open to the process.

There is peace to be had, but only if I make room for it.

Sigh.

The Moment is Now

Evening light casts a hopeful glow
A gentle summer breeze harmonizes
shadows fascinate, stretching into mystery

My breathing, shallow, betrays the mood
Uncertainty an unforgiving foe –
soul whispers a prayer of longing

A swarm of winged insects dance
 where walnut branches part

undaunted by ensuing dark

My wings, folded in doubt’s wake,
weigh heavily on anticipation –
a learned habit of mine

Sun lingers in this season
of emerald charm, and I am reminded
that time evokes change, and I too

Am but a part of nature’s cycle
and what worry robs me of now
will not find its rhythm in Winter’s chill.

(Image my own)

Shoreless

I attempt to predict
but the future is blank

Snapshots only portray
the past, fragmented

Sunsets might suggest,
birds leak probabilities

But I want to peek
behind the final curtain

Cut through the noise
of popular currents

Life is two-faced
deception paired

And row as I might
fighting the flow

Manna follows its own rhythm
nips at my fears, like a tail wind

Nothing in it but to breathe
Lighten this intense need to know

(Image my own)

Moon Message

Here on the threshold of change,
anxiety and despair howling,
shadows of uncertainty lengthen
beneath the fullness of the moon.

She is no guide, this orb-faced
deity, whose countenance
fails to reveal a directive –
and yet, at some intrinsic level

I feel that we are aligned;
know that her pull is primal,
her presence a reminder
that life is cyclical, and

just as the emotional waters
rise, so too will they ease,
and her voiceless essence
calls me to still the madness

close my eyes to fear’s distortion
and attune to an inner calm,
to trust the light within, and
surrender to the unknowable.

(Moon Message first appeared here April, 2018. This is an edited version. Image my own.)