Oh, I have been fooled
so many times,
so nearly constantly —
Cowed by an unnamed fog
to fail to move
(lest in moving I should fail),
to fail to see
(lest I see something that would wake me
to the need to move)
But now I will name the fog
and feel the fear roll off
in great waves,
billowing and blowing and dispersing
And I will stand
in new-created day.
©Wendy Mulhern
January 15, 2014
Failing to move; I can relate to that. It may be behind a good deal of my procrastination. I like the idea that we needn’t struggle through it.
Yeah, that’s important to me, too. To recognize that the fear is not mine, and has no traction in my identity, and hasn’t ever marred me.
Yes,” Naming it”, hits the nail on the head doesn’t it. I am so feeling the waves of fog that have long distorted my view point coming to my awareness. Yet, I am willing. I feel toward a pure way to seeing and moving. Much love to you. Thank You Dear Wendy.
Hi Susie, Thanks for your comment! To me, realizing that what I was seeing was just fog — separate from the so-bright real creation — is deeply empowering.