Fluent
I would like to live
Like a river flows.
Carried by the surprise
Of its own unfolding.
-John O’Donohue
This poem feels like a balm to me in these uncertain times. Writing this on a Monday morning. Wondering what the week ahead will entail. I tell myself I can’t control what is happening, but I can control how I react. And maybe control isn’t the write word….maybe it’s more about being fluid and fluent.
I’ve been thinking a lot about water lately. I am actually surprised that I haven’t done more water themed pieces. Here and there. But not as much as I would think considering how much I love being by water. Maybe it’s because I haven’t lived by water in a long time. And when I used to live in Chicago and Seattle, the water was right there and so I took it for granted.