Nomad in the Mist

 

 

“I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible; to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise.  I choose to risk my significance, to live so that which came to me as seed goes to the next as blossom, and that which came to me as blossom goes on as fruit.” ~Dawna Markova

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On our way to the mountains we found ourselves in the midst of fog. The mist would thicken, almost choking our senses, and thin into swirling grey tendrils. The scent, earthy and intoxicating, moisturized my soul. Fog has a way of slowing one down. Though not lost, it takes greater effort to navigate. Have you ever felt this way in life?

Lately, I don’t feel as if I’m traveling the mountain top or the valley. I am meandering the haze of even ground. I feel myself sinking into the soft mulch of my body. It is as if I’m experiencing an inner personal homecoming. This grey mist of melancholy is comforting. I am able to rise above and enjoy the social aspects of life and slip back into the cool night air of my soul.

There is something special to me about a germination period. It is generally a soothing time prior to a highly prolific creative phase and spiritual growth spurt.

I choose to inhabit my moments on whatever level I am taken.

I choose living and loving over fearing falling.

I choose to germinate and blossom in the time allowed me.

21 thoughts on “Nomad in the Mist

  1. “There is something special to me about a germination period. It is generally a soothing time prior to a highly prolific creative phase and spiritual growth spurt.”

    You are so spot on about that, Suzi. And I absolutely love your observation of fog and slowing one down, though not lost, but takes greater effort to navigate. Yes!

    Great post, my friend. Beeeeautiful photograph too!
    X

  2. I feel like I’m in a haze as well….but it could be the head cold I have (thanks to Peanut). I always like the feeling I get just before the creative muse hits. Hope you have a fantastic weekend. xo

  3. Lovely introspection. (Is that the right word?) I find it admirable and amazing that even though you can’t see externally clearly through the fog, your inner life and self-knowledge are crystal clear. I don’t often take the time to step out of myself and observe then understand what is going on inside. I’ll repeat, admirable.

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