I published this one a while back, but it has come around again in my heart. Indecision is a place of such anxiety, especially in a world of right/wrong, black/white, do/don't. One million opinions and still no clarity about the next steps. I am speaking to myself when I say, "It is totally ok not to know which way to turn. Be still, absorb the uncomfortable sensation of being, without doing. Control is an illusion. Controlling others, a fast track to misery.
When
your heart is breaking
When
you don’t know
which way to go,
despite
all the love you have.
When
your heart fills with
rage at all the rules,
all the
do’s and don’ts,
made up
by someone, somewhere.
When
you can only weep,
trapped by
the black and white
of this angry
mixed-up world.
When
you know there has to be a better way
Then
stand boldly,
declare the wrongness of
a world devoid of the in-between.
fight back,
create a picture of
what could be:
peace
partnership
forgiveness
compromise
new love
Then,
though you don’t know it,
your courage
creates swirls
of soft grey
inviting another
to travel their own path
with
confidence
joy
and much needed grace
All is nuanced
Or at least some things are nuanced