10/14/2026
Trust. The. Flow.
In the middle of a gray, liminal slump, that in-between stretch where nothing quite fits, you can’t go backwards and you can’t see forwards, I’ll catch myself thinking back to when things seemed easy.
There is an asymmetry in life: when things are good, we so often brace, waiting for ALL the SHOES to drop. And when things are bad, we somehow believe the opposite: that gray skies are the new normal.
In reality, everything is always flowing. Impermanence is the only truth. The good doesn’t hold still just because we want it to, and neither does the bad. It’s all current, always moving, whether we like it or trust it.
I think this comes down to our attachment to the labels, “good” and “bad,” and to the state of our deeper selves in the moment. The actual circumstances often aren’t that different. What changes is how tightly we’re gripping the story about them.
And for some of us, the in-between is excruciating. If you grew up having to always be ready, plans changing without warning, nothing clearly communicated, dysregulated caretakers and a lot of chaos, your nervous system learned that uncertainty means danger. So what looks perfectly okay to someone else, a loose plan, a waiting period, a “let’s play this by ear,” can set off a vortex of fear. It’s not drama. It’s a body that never got a foundation of certainty to stand on.
As cheesy as it sounds, I believe the real work is trusting the flow in real time, not just understanding it later. Trusting the sequence while you’re still inside the hard part, not only once you’re safely out and can see the whole arc. A higher-power-deep-knowing kind of trust. It takes a lot of patience.
This is a reminder, mostly to myself: always trust in and allow the natural sequence of things.
I have many tools I use to strengthen this connection, including lots of movement practices, art, sauna, cold plunge, nature, and recently, prayer. Does this resonate? What tools help you?
