Write about small change.
Life does not seem to fall together in a straight
line. It’s more like chess. Or what I know about chess. Because I don’t know how to play chess. But I think its about strategy. And
Luck. Its sometimes looking like you are
losing and then suddenly seeing a path open in front if you. It’s struggling so long that you forget to
even think about when the struggle is going to end and then realizing you are
past it. It’s losing someone or
something and finding out something about yourself. Its seeing that the win doesn’t even matter
because of what you had to lose to get the win.
I used to think that life was clean. And clear.
Now I know that it is messy and complicated. And has no map. That sometimes multiple choices are equally
good. That there is such a thing as a
‘no win’ situation. That sometimes you
think something it over and then slowly it revives itself. That love does come back. That you really can let go. That you will live and not die. And that some scars that you think will never
heal somehow do. With enough time. And patience.
And release. And quiet.