ON FINDING YOUR WAY

“It may be that when we no longer know what to do, we have come to our real work. and when we no longer know which way to go, we have begun our real journey.”

-Wendell Berry, Environmentalist, Farmer, Poet and Essayist

Nature teaches that rhythms are both unique and communal. The rainy season may drown certain seeds, while preparing ground for years to come. All things are seasonal and all cycles come into harmony and right relationship—even you.

Inevitable, there are initiatory moments in the spiral of life upon which one questions what to do, where to go, and perhaps even how to breathe.

Grief is one well-known moment for impasses along the path of the known.

Grief — from the physical loss of a loved soul.

Grief — from abandonment, infidelity, dishonesty, and disappointment.

Grief — from the loss of health or career.

Grief — from growth, as in life’s transitions to coming of age, or motherhood, or marriage, or empty nesting.

Grief — from the realization that the current [life, vocation, habits, community] will no longer serve you.

Imagine the landscape of the unknown as fertile soil for new growth. When farming, the soil is, in fact, one of the most critical pieces of tending seeds to healthy and nutritional maturation. From the poetic and purposeful to the practical and well-researched, the first (or four-thousandth) step on the inroad of self is sown with the right tools.

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