I needed to share a part of my prose poem “Prose of The Fool” again because… well, remember my earlier post saying that I’m bad at taking my own advice? Yeah. I needed to reread this because I am embarking in something kind of new to me and I’m terrified, but I must trust.
“When new experiences appear, we have the tendency to flood ourselves with expectations of the best, the worst, the fantastic, the horrific, but overall we’re hoping it all leads to a pragmatic ending: let me fall and land on my feet. Right now, you’re flooded with emotions and thoughts trying to keep your head above the high tide of your own soul. Ironically, you fear drowning before you’ve taken your step. Who knows what’s beyond that cliff. An ocean? A puddle? Land? You’ll never know as long as your foot hovers. To move to the new, you must trust.”
Art Source: The Fool from The Marigold Tarot