There are times we seem to exist in a fog of mental clarity. The stresses of life cloud our visibility. Sometimes we are so bogged down by the past, that our current reality ceases to exist. We might be so focused on memories that we neglect to see what is right in front of us. We seclude ourselves to the point that only memories can touch us. We become lost in a haze. Sometimes we need to reject the redundant so that we may see the essential.
Other times we live in a fog of indecision or uncertainty. We feel restless and our lives have no direction. It is as if we are caught in the midst of contradiction. Sometimes, being uncomfortable moves us to action. Sometimes it determines us to regain our power and confidence. Sometimes, we just need to give the fog time to lift and we find that the answers were within us all along.
We can search so deeply for truth that we are swallowed by our own doubt. We grasp for meaning within the confusion. Life loses its color, and we live in shades of gray. Sometimes, it is at that point of internal discomfort that the light of truth filters into our being. The power of truth illuminates the fog that surrounds us. Sometimes, we only need truth to see clearly.
And there are times that we don’t find answers or truth. Nor do we find directions or instructions. We can either grasp our way in the fog or refocus our energies in other things. When we reach through the thickness to those we love and expect to support us, their advice is really of no consequence. Sometimes, it is simply enough for them to listen, acknowledge, and love us back. Sometimes, we need to remember that we travel in circles, and as we let the mist settle into our skin, we will find ourselves again.
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