Many times I have tended to worry about things that eventually sorted themselves out without my input. Yet, each time I find myself in another quagmire, I again go worrying, when somewhere within me the likely outcome appears to be well known to me, i.e. that once again, without my input things will again sort themselves out.


But then I wonder if my worry isn’t what constitutes the input on my side, without which things won’t be set in motion, howbeit spiritually to bring about the much needed change physically. It is with this in mind that I once again give in to worry, even if just for the sake of contributing my thinking time to the solution to the cacophony in my physical space. Ah!





Published by m'khail madukovich