Murky is your way forward.
You don’t know how or when it set in, but suddenly, the fog is more than you can bear.
Tight-fisted, it tries to choke out your breath and snuff out your heart’s intentions.
You want to feel, but you have no right feeling the way you do.
Things are too good for you to warrant despair, but your limited vision has blurred your perspective.
It’s not that bad, you tell yourself. Yet you can’t help but feel this way–so desperately lost.
You wish you could cut through the thick cloud enveloping your consciousness, but you can’t.
Like fog, those familiar thoughts creep up on to you. Each step seems just like the one before, unfruitful and blind, leading deeper and deeper into the soupy mess.
You have no visibility.
Your mind’s hopeless rumination troubles you. Unsettled, you live in the haze of unnecessary emotions.
You would have never chosen this path, but here you are, wishing you could travel when you’re more equipped for this unexpected delay.
The temptation would be to remain still–to camp out in the uncertainty because the despair is too paralyzing.
Yet you keep traveling.
It isn’t hopeless. Clarity is but a few feet away now.
To those of you in transition or those who feel out of place, remember your life is enriched through the searching.
For those pointed in the right direction but who find the path cloaked and your way treacherous, don’t discount the climb.
We are all ascending…to where the mist is that of heaven, not earth.
I appreciate you allowing me to indulge my creativity and try something more expressive and figurative than my usual post. For another read of this variety, try “A Prayer of Undoing.”
Also a big thanks to my friend, Josh Bates, for letting me use his photographs with permission for this post. He’s super talented, and you can find his artsy self on Instagram at @JoshBates18.