I woke up to fog today. The earth is cold and the air is warm, and that is when we are socked in with fog.
Whenever I walk out into fog, I am reminded of so many times in my life when I feel like I am in a fog. These are times when the next step may be clear, but the whole path is not.
Fog also reminds me that it will lift eventually, and then I will be able to see the way ahead.
I feel like fog is an invitation to trust that the way will be revealed in good time, and that I am still on my path, even though I can’t see it.
What is foggy in your life, and what would it be like if you relaxed into it?









A friend and I were talking about what it’s like to be in Not Knowing, to be in a change in your life that’s so foundational that you aren’t sure who you are in it.
What if life is always showing us who we are to be, and where we are to go, but I’ve already written the script, so I miss it?