Nothing or everything?
This is what happens when I let thought get in the way.
While innocently following the simple directions, everything is straightforward, everything makes sense, and nothing is too difficult. The moment I try to take control, run my own life and direct it the way I think it should go, the burden becomes unmanageable. Weighed under by expectation, complicating everything to the nth degree, I am all of a sudden overwhelmed.
What would I choose? I can attempt to think my way through this and dig myself deeper into the quagmire, or I can let go, surrender and trust. It is only a choice between faith and faithlessness. And faithlessness is, after all, merely faith in nothing. So what would I choose to have faith in? Nothing or everything? The answer ought to be clear, yet so often the clouds are thicker than whipped cream. And that would be butter!