Through the Tangle
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I can’t remember what day it was because the days are all blending together at this point, but on whatever day it was, I took a walk. Because I needed to. Because something in me felt stuck and stifled and I needed to feel air. I didn’t have much time because the baby needed to eat soon, but I headed out. And it was a nice day. I walked along my street, footsteps along a familiar line. In my state, everything felt new. I looked around at the people, the determined and oblivious people. At the cars, speeding and slowing through bright and changing lights. And I looked up at the trees.
The branches were bare and exquisitely twisted. I stared up. And through the tangle, I saw it. A bright sun. It blasted me, little old me, with blinding light. And awareness. That even through the most impossible thicket – of life, of loss, of love – sun will shine.
This for me is a tangled and tricky and treasured time. A stint with out straightness and sleep. A precious – and precarious – phase without leaves and answers.
But there is sun. There is shine. There is spring.
And there is that bright light, brazen and beautiful, slipping through the branches of my days.
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Are you able to see the sun even in your most tangled times? Do you appreciate the twisted branches of tricky times or do you long for order and understanding? Do you ever just need to get out and walk?
Ugh. I am having a “tangled” couple of days here, and I desperately need some sun! A good walk would surely help as well. Hopefully, some good napping this weekend will turn my attitude around!
Gorgeous. I think you know how much I love branches against the sky, and the way the sun’s light plays against them. Thanks for sharing this today. xoxox
Isn’t it amazing how simple things, things we take for granted,can remind us that everything will BE OK? Keep looking up – through branches and all – because the sun is always brighter when we’re in the shade.
There was a time in my life, when the kids were little, that, if I didn’t walk I became The Wicked Witch. My husband even got to the place that he’d say, “Would you like to take a walk?” It fixed almost everything for me.
Why?
There is the obvious: endorphins. But there is something more. There is a rhythm in my body. There is the sun you mention (that is super important) and there is this quiet meditative parade of thoughts.
I’m not great at sitting meditation, but I really need it. So, walking. Walking when my thoughts wander and I wander and, after all that wandering, I can return to the duty and feel free.
Before the walk I am chained. After: life is Light.
Lovely…………….
Beautiful. Last lines, “slipping through the branches of my days”, stunning. (I am hypnotized by branches, too. ) xo
Blogging and basketball keep me sane. They ensure that I have clarity, comprehension and patience to see through the clouds.
“This for me is a tangled and tricky and treasured time. A stint with out straightness and sleep. A precious – and precarious – phase without leaves and answers.”
what a perfect description of the early days following the birth of a child.
The sun is always shining, sometimes we just have to look harder to find it. Another wonderful post!
This post really hit home today. It’s my Birthday week. I’ll turn 32 on Friday. I’ve been thinking a lot about what to do with my life and tyring to find the sunshine in the day when all I can do is look out of my office window and see a wood fence. I’d much rather be traveling the world meeting new people, turning my face up to the sun instead of trying to stay afloat here in my little office. Maybe I need to clear away my branches that are hiding what I think makes my sunshine.
My life is slightly tangled right now. And I’m having difficulty see the light. I feel like I used to be so resilient to difficulties, but lately, every difficulty seems to be defeating me. And it is difficult for me to see the light in my life-to see the sun. This has been a really difficult year for me and I am trying my hardest to bounce back, to return to the energetic, optimistic version of myself. But there are so many obstacles blocking the way. But I haven’t given up on hope. I still have hope that my luck will change, that my attitude will change, that I can change.