Far too often in this confused world we are faced with choices, all of which are wrong, and the only thing we can do, in fear and trembling, is to choose the least wrong,, without pretending to ourselves that it is right.
Our hope lies not primarily in human reason and scientific analysis but in the untamed regions of intuition and human imagination within us.**
What to focus on?
What to let go of?
Which way to go?
Where to remain?
Where to leave?
Who to listen to?
Who to ignore?
To be clear –
And we want to be clear –
Is not easy.
The lack of clarity in which we find ourselves
has a certain current and speed to it,
Carrying us along, but,
We can haul ourselves out
and, for a moment,
Listen to the untamed life within,
More song than compass,
Distilling clarity from confusion.
*Madeleine L’Engle’s Walking on Water;
**Philip Newell’s Sacred Earth, Sacred Soul.