Welcoming Uncertainty

 “Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what’s next or how. The moment you know how, you begin to die a little. The artist never entirely knows. We guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark.” Agnes de Mille

So begins Pema Chodron’s book Living Beautifully: With Uncertainty and Change, never a more important title! As I pondered these words, and Chodron’s which followed, I was wrapped in insights of wholeheartedness and was consoled...even hopeful. This poem sprang from my changing heart:

I am grieving

the loss of illusion

self-delusion really.

I am letting go of things 

as I wanted them to be,

And opening to instability

Impermanence

With faith in a divine Controller.

The coloured leaves are my assistants;

They thought they were green.

The wandering black bear is my model

She gives in to sabbath rest.

After all

It is a sacred cycle

Forever revolving and rotating.

My suffering has been in resisting.

May my consolation be in floating 

Down the deep river

Welcoming the journey.

MT