It’s hard when things are falling apart. It feels chaotic and scary. We don’t know what lies on the other side and not knowing makes us uncomfortable as hell. If we knew the answers ahead of time we wouldn’t be so anxious. We’d know the path forward and end up exactly at the right place. But that’s not even close to how it goes, and really, how boring would that be if it were? There’d be no mystery, no surprises, no better than we could’ve hoped for.
The trick is in the letting go of what “falling into place” should look like. The challenge is in relaxing during the unknown part, the messy middle. Instead of fighting the dark void of that process, we soften a bit and trust that everything will be okay even when it isn’t what we pictured. We trust that everything is moving us exactly where we need to be. When we can hold space for both things - the chaotic falling apart AND the mystery of what lies around the corner - then our lives can unfold in ways we never expected. How fabulous is that? Permission granted to trust the magic and the mystery.
