Do you hold yourself back from possibility — even beautiful possibility — for fear of what might happen?
Opening to possibility doesn’t necessarily mean a physical or emotional cure. Although it can mean this.
What it invites is allowing for the truth of this realm as one of mysterious, wild potentiality.
I hold back from this truth because I know that infinite possibilities aren’t always happy ones. The world can alter in a single day and not always in ways that I want.
But defining stories and definitive statements make our lives smaller. Tighter.
Allowing for the possibility of not knowing what will happen, or even what should happen, is not a demand. It’s also not a promise.
It’s a welcoming of life, with no specifics.
Can you be available to the fertile, hopeful truth — alongside the scary one — that you don’t know what the future holds?
Open your hands if you want to be held.
— Rumi