The universe must be giggling.
Even as my feet find their way to the thin places in the world (mountains and water, in this case), my art finds me in horizontal and perpendicular frontiers in the class with Pauline Agnew, while my heart finds me sharing the depth of life and the human condition with those I love. And a sweet friend sends me the quote above in response to my hikes. Whoa. Is it possible to feel fully grounded in the thin places? My footing has never felt surer, though my control over the journey is obviously less than I have ever thought I had.
The more I let go, the surer I feel.
That isn't to say the letting go is without anxiousness....oh no no NO! But the more I let go, the more I know I can let go. And the more okay I am with opening my hands and letting things perch gently upon them, coming and going. Sometimes those things stay.