For me, trusting in the process will always be found in my ability to fall back on the little things. While everything is uncertain and nothing feels steady, sometimes those little things are all you're left with.
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There’s a poem by Joanna Klink called “The Graves” where she writes, “I’m more at ease now, when the day goes astray as it does. Perhaps the way to despair is based in certainty.”
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The same way some plants need stakes to guide them. It’s the slightest bit of structure to assist in flourishing.
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There seems to be a lot of sitting through this new normal. Moving from bed, to a desk, to a small chair on the balcony. With a notebook, a laptop, usually a cup of tea. But there’s always returning to taking care.
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My process of deciding whether to say yes to a new project always begins with turning inwards. I’ve always been someone who craves purpose in any work I do.
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While everything else could seem completely out of my hands, I could always come back to these smaller moments to ground me.
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“I call it “exfoliating my life,” and it’s the only way I know how to tangibly measure my progress. It’s my way of making sure that I’m grounded in all that I’m doing while everyday life sweeps things around.”
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An art story by Neda Kerendian about the ways the wilting of a leaf can symbolize growth.
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