I feel my way

I feel my way. I’ve tried to do it otherwise (to try to conserve time - ha! what a joke). The “otherwise” always dead ends. 

So, I’ll feel. 

It’s like I am in the dark and all I have is a rope to hold onto to guide me to the next step. No light yet, just trusting I’ll get there by putting one foot in front of the other. 

This has always worked for me so why (attempt to) force another way? Time in the car yesterday brought more insight. Six journal pages later this morning brought more. I want to look forward to happy surprises in the studio on Monday. 

But it’s so hard when I have no idea where I am headed. But I never have known. And that’s the beauty of it all. Stay here.