Hanging Around
Hanging Around

What does it mean, this dangling in open space? Is this freedom? Am I waiting for something?  If something good is just around the corner, then why do I feel uneasy?

There are certain days when it seems the world has gone topsy turvy and you can’t tell which way is up, because nothing feels right, no matter which way you turn it. Examined and re-examined, nothing seems to fit. This mis-direction and lack of balance I am told, will strengthen my own internal compass. But in the meantime, am I supposed to enjoy the weightlessness?


If I shall be strong someday then does that mean that today I am weak? It’s not a pretty thought. I want to run.

But before I flee (thus avoiding the truth about myself) please, be still my pounding heart, my sweaty palms, my instinct to deny…wait and look around. I am not alone.

Breathe. Assess.

I see that am with others, compatriots.  They also are travelers on this path I find myself on. We all would feel more secure with our feet firmly planted on the ground, but today, that is not so. We get to dangle, and jiggle, and wait and watch.

In a way, this is our freedom today! We can be patient and embrace the spot we are at, and really, with all the eyes we have available, open them up and truly see what kind of opportunity we have been given.

So that is why today, when I have nothing solid underneath me; when meanings elude me and the future retreats, shrouded in fog, I shall try to get all I can from my exclusive vantage point and dangle to my heart’s content. Today I can swing my feet up in the air.  I can swing higher and higher until I can touch the clouds.

Now, this is play!

Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.

We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.

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