… of Nature
It is with great relief
That I can say
The sky is blue
Not depressing grey!
This week’s contribution to Narami’s Tuesdays of Texture (de monte y mar).
Ignoring the barbs of the present
Eyes to the sky and see
And clement ways
I’m drawing them to me.
Over the sea via ferry boat from Mallaig to Armadale in the Isle of Skye.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Monochromatic.”
The (not so) mere word, ‘uncertainty’, can instantly create a conditioned reaction of a knot in my stomach.
The greater part of me watches with light amusement at my physical reaction to my mind’s instant conclusion, that it’s not a good thing.
Why must it be a bad thing?
Isn’t every moment of every day full of uncertainty?
There are only 2 things I can think of that are a certainty – birth and death.
I cannot see anything in between.
Without uncertainty the world would be so boring. No surprises. No anticipation. No joy.
So if I know that, I mean really know that, then why do I still experience the knee jerk knot in the stomach?
Habit! That’s what it is. Pure and simple conditioned habit. Despite all the self development work I have lived over the past few decades I can still, sometimes, have an old programmed reaction.
But I am changing consciously. I cannot not change. So I may as well accept it and allow change to happen.
I can embrace uncertainty with a different perspective. See it as a source for wonder. Wondering just what may appear in my life next. Wonder what the next adventure may be.
The knot in my stomach is there still but my experience of it has changed.
Now it is one of anticipated excitement. A journey into the unknown. Endless possibility.
I know that if I refrain from labelling it, it is certain to remain a limitless experience.