Losing control
When life throws unexpected and often frightening things in our path, the ground opens up in front of us and we’re forced to confront the void. The void reminds us we’re not in control – that at any moment we can fall and not have any idea how far.
via Jan, (read more: Forward into the Void | the view from her)
I’m not good at giving up control. Maybe I am better than I once was. I don’t always submit well or humble myself; let other people have the right-of-way. I have moments of putting myself before others.
So when polite manners dictate that I put my soul on the back-burner or when I’m asked to provide an opinion, as long as it is in-line with the unstated plan, I don’t do so well. Maybe it’s the pretence of having a say, an opinion, a voice, of being able to contribute that edges me ever closer to the precipice.
