I'm really feeling this lovely Mary Oliver at the moment. I come back to it in times confusion or transition or fear - when I feel out of my depth and I'm not sure what's ahead.
I have so many ideas and beginnings swimming around in my head right now, all of them amazing and I'm feeling so happy and excited about the months ahead and how it all unfolds. I chose this and I feel so grateful for the time. But the not-quite knowing is still hard for me, the lack of control and the wide open MAYBES ahead can be daunting. So I come back to Mary.
If I Wanted a Boat
I would want a boat, if I wanted a
boat, that bounded hard on the waves,
that didn't know starboard from port
and wouldn't learn, that welcomed
dolphins and headed straight for the
whales, that, when rocks were close,
would slide in for a touch or two,
that wouldn't keep land in sight and
went fast, that leaped into the spray.
What kind of life is it always to plan
and do, to promise and finish, to wish
for the near and the safe? Yes, by the
heavens, if I wanted a boat I would want
a boat I couldn't steer.