Broken
At times, especially in the face of tribulation or calamity, we all find ourselves with feelings of incapacity. The inability to do something or move forward with plans in spite of the desire to do so is frustrating. At other times sloth or laziness is out ailment leaving us with the means to achieve a goal and not exhibiting the desire to do so brings on depression.
Broken
In either case, something feels broken. You can see where you want to be. You can see your goal ahead of you but you just can’t seem to reach it. Its like standing on a path broken by a fissure that is too wide to cross on foot.
I have been feeling this way lately. I know my goal, but I just can’t seem to achieve it. At times I feel incapacity while at other times sloth. My fissure is not totally impassable, it just requires additional effort and maybe some ‘out-of-the-box’ thinking to find a way across.
A few weeks ago I found myself immersed in light and form for about forty minutes where many of the feelings I had trouble expressing suddenly appeared to me among small pebbles and sandstone. ‘Broken’ was the first and it has helped me pass over the fissure in my way. I will share several more photographs from that evening in the days to come.
I would be interested in hearing if you ever found the answer in the sublimity of nature to a problem that puzzled you or hindered your progress.
