My nomadic heart led me to Colorado, the Czech Republic, and Germany, as well as several destinations in between.
Recently, however, I’ve been grasping for groundedness. But here’s the thing: the more I search for stability–a full-time “traditional” job, committed relationship, or my own space–the more unstable I feel.
So why is that? Because life is unpredictable and uncertain. Trying to control the uncontrollable is, well, nuts!
In the words of Agnes de Mille,
Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. The moment you know how, you begin to die a little. The artist never entirely knows. We guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark.
I don’t have to move to another state or country to practice being comfortable with uncertainty. I can practice right now with each nagging question: How many books have I sold? Is it going to be humid all week? When will I talk to him?
If I can break my habit of reacting to the daily uncertainties, then I’ll be that much more mindful and less reactive to the “bigger” uncertainties in my life.
How do you take leap after leap?