Right now there are 3 unfinished blog posts just sitting in a folder and waiting. Waiting for the jumbled up, chaotic mass of words in my soul to find their voice and make some sense to put down on this electronic “paper”. They are just bubbling below the surface and in certain moments they almost have clarity to them.
In the meantime I keep writing in my journal and in my head. I keep tattooing words on my soul in hopes that soon the fog that is swirling will burn away and I will see the sunlit path ahead.
Sometimes that is the life lesson we are to learn. Sometimes we are just supposed to cautiously wander through the fog, doing our best to find the actual path. Because sometimes we need to learn to get lost so that we can find ourselves in the fog of this life.
Get lost, get foggy, let the words fall like a crazy rain. Feel the chaos and let yourself get comfortable in it.