The fog comes in

Sometimes the fog comes in, and it’s hard to remember what lies beyond. Thick and white, the fog envelops us and we cannot clearly see the light. We cannot clearly see the beauty all around.

It is in these times we must trust. It is in these times we must move from an inner knowing rather than an outward seeing, relying on our inner light, our inner landscape to propel us.

Just like the fog comes and goes, so do our feelings of fear doubt and disappointment also come and go. So too do pleasure and passion and sheer bliss move in and out of our experience.

All we can do is be where we are. All that we have is right now, this moment. It holds everything. It holds the possibility of our greatest gift being actualized.