I’ve been thinking about uncertainty a lot recently. A heavy conversation in my head about the limits of control. I want to be okay with uncertainty in not such a dreadful way. I want to return to my understanding of uncertainty as the conduit for possibilities. I’ve had that intuition before and I’ve been dissecting uncertainty for a while from the feeling of dread. This has given me firmer grounding. Yes, life is uncertain. Yes, shit happens. But, the feeling of uncertainty connects me to life and to all others living. There is nothing ominous about connection to life and connection to others. Instead, there is hope. Each of us on a similar journey. A hopeful journey. A journey filled with possibilities in uncertainty. Possibilities of success and failure. Possibilities of joy and sadness. Possibilities of future understanding. Probabilities of attempts at control. Certainty of the uncertain. Before each of us is a door and then endless doors of possibility. The adventure of life, the adventures in life continue. Relax. Take a deep breath. Open the door.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
Most of us live our lives as though we know what is going to happen in the next minute or the next hour or the next day. We plan. Sometimes we plot. Always we seek certainty and control. The feeling of uncertainty is unbalancing and few desire unbalance in life. What about thrill seekers? We all are thrill seekers in some way. Some are a bit on the edge and crash through life focusing on challenging life to its limits. But still, this is a kind of search for certainty. To choose to face an element of danger and feel an adreneline rush is to find the certainty that there will be an adreneline rush, a kind of antidote against feelings of uncertainty. Who wants to ponder that life is uncertain? Too frightening. So we plan and sometimes plot and often plod along.