I think a lot of the time growth consists is unplanned shifts sideways.
I and most people tend to use this metaphor of moving FORWARD, but it feels as if this is always using a train as an analogy, and a track as the path. Progress is moving forward, to the new.
But much of finding the new is allowing it to open up to us. It is not found by scouring, but listening, not by seeking but by receiving, by not rejecting it because is not perfectly positioned where we think our next step, our “progress” should be.
Just now I was feeling something new. I can’t describe it. It wasn’t what I wanted to be feeling, although I can’t honestly say what I “should” be feeling, or even what would be better. It was new, that’s all.
Somewhere in this process of shifting around, of going sideways and up and down and perhaps in circles, the door begins to open up, I think, and I feel.
My work continues.