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Standing in the space of possibility
holding the mystery with reverence
"The space of possibility is a place of power," someone told me once. "The challenge is holding that space."
The space of possibility is what emerges when you let go of structure in your life. You create room for something new, but you're not sure what that new thing will be.
I am in that field of potential now, having given up a relationship, a home, a job, and a country.
I am a planner. I crave certainty and stability; having anything not penned down usually gnaws at me. But at this point I don't mind. I haven't planned travels past July. I'm curious about what will come next, but I'm not afraid.
It would be nice to have a stable home. Stability is helpful for healthy routines and project completion.
But I have spun the wheel of fortune enough times to trust it. I trust that if I follow my energy, my curiosity, my sense of aliveness—something that feels right will emerge.
I used to try to think very hard to come up with a plan for my life. That works for some people, but it does not seem to work for me. As soon as I hammer the last nail into the casket of certainty, it all comes undone. Whoosh.
What does work for me is to open myself up to the world and let the world meet me with opportunities. Most often those opportunities are wilder and more wonderful than anything I could have dreamed.
I suppose it’s a surrender to the world, a realization of how vast and great and complex the world is. And also a surrender to life, a realization that life is not a force to be conquered, but a co-creation, a dance.
So I open my arms to the sky and call for what is next. Instead of worrying, I reflect with gratitude on all the blessings in this moment. Instead of planning, I take the next step that feels most alive.
Want to know what happens next? :)