Have you ever had that vague feeling that you are on the verge of some new life force that you can’t quite pin down? It’s been a long time since that force has lurked in my body. And then, these past days, there it is.
It’s both exciting and frustrating—the latter because I don’t know what’s coming, and there’s a powerful urge to figure it out. Experience has told me to just sit with it. It’s pointless, even detrimental, to rush it. My dear friend and writing mentor says: “Move at the pace of guidance.”