How do you deal with uncertainty?
Follow my intuition.
Get quiet.
Rest.
Meditate.
Listen to music.
Fart in the shower.
Walk barefoot on the summer concrete and in the cool grass.
Burn the uncertainty.
Burn old letters.
Burn sage.
Aromatherapy.
Hold mystical old rocks.
Pick up dead weeds and trees.
Pretend the weed is a magic wand.
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Pray to the “Great I don’t know(s),” and Her extremely weird “Son.”
The “Sun”?
Howl at another moon.
Wonder if there is only one.
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That’s today’s remedy.
Intuitive howling.
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Ask – is this uncertainty mine?
At present, the doubts and weight on my chest don’t feel like mine.
It feels like his. His “empty shell.” His words. His letters.
Am I nuts?
Is he equally insane?
IDK.
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Science hasn’t confirmed that somatic empathy exists.
Maybe it does.
I don’t know.
Does scientific confirmation of reality need to matter to me?
Nah.
Today, nah.
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Somehow… I do know the exhaustion and brain fog I’ve been feeling for several days isn’t mine.
And so = I do all of the above.
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I remain Open.
There is no perfect here.
I’d rather live in the art of possibility.
I’d rather believe our power to do the uncertain is greater than we intellectually know or may ever see with a naked eye.
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That makes sense.
So far.
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I’ll keep you posted…
on uncertainty
and whether
burning old
letters
“works”
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Signed,
A hopeful farter in Idaho
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