Ahhh the foggy way!

If you have taken those steps onto a creative, intuitive way of living then you are probably experiencing these foggies just like me!

When does it end?

I hear you cry.

When do I feel that sense of clarity, strong knowing that this is the right way?

When does this way reward me in ALL the ways I hope and dream?

I can see you are already shaking your head with knowing…

You look up from a head down stance…

It doesn’t does it.

You say this calmly, resigned.

I’m so sorry no it doesn’t.

I reluctantly confirm.

Or at least in my experience it doesn’t.

It ebbs and flows for sure.

The more you experience – the more you recognize these as ebbs.

The more you understand that with one feeling will come another.

The change can happen more smoothly – but to be honest it can equally happen dramatically too.

I wouldn’t say I was totally seasoned in all this – but it has been a good 10 years since I took that toe step this way.

You would think I would be a little wiser …and yes I am, BUT…

I get the foggies too – I wonder sometimes quite what I am doing.

I try to look back on the path and can’t see for the fog – I try to look forward for reassurance and still can’t see.

As things are opening up in the world there has been a sudden influx of things coming in, it has happened so quickly.

It felt like it came overnight, and I am left a little flailing in knowing how best to cope and juggle and ensure that all my people will be ok in this.

With this – how am I to juggle the creative making, the musings, the space, the time it takes to have clarity of thought, fun in exploration, my listening time, my making time …my time?

So, Monday an idea came to me.

A bad idea – but an idea just the same.

I could just stop making.

I could just stop trying, stop forcing the need, just let this go.

It didn’t even come with any angst, or intensity – again that resigned feeling I guess.

Luckily I have people in my space.

Don’t decide anything right now.

Just let the days settle more.

Let the days settle.

And that’s what I did.

And the days did settle around me.

I didn’t squint my way forward or back in the fog – I couldn’t see so I hung out there.

A casual visit with a lovely local artist – became an inspiring chat.

A small hang in my studio – became a gift for a dear friend.

An order I had been struggling with – just went through as is.

Without the forcing – I did ok.

With the support I have built around me – I had the best voices guiding me in the mist.

I’m here and I’m doing ok.

You’re here and you’re doing ok too.

Take a few days to allow a hang if it feels too much.

If there isn’t anything guiding you strongly enough in the future or from the past – it isn’t time to decide.

The fog will lighten when you are ready for it too.

It lightens – it doesn’t leave – it is always a little uncertain.

The next step would be for us to see the positive in this, but let’s not rush there either.

However It is the hanging in the fog and finding the surprises in there that is the exciting part.

It is the part I love the best – and it is probably why I can never really give this up.

I just take a rest and a hang when I need.

Wishing you all the best in the foggy way.

I am calling out to you now – if it helps at all.

There are others in there calling out to find you too.