Wrestling and struggling in my brain. Trying to figure things out.

Like mud wrestling, my intellectual thrashing coats everything in sludge so I end up with a muddy frustrating mess.

But when I am with someone who knows and loves me, it’s like a gentle summer rain has come and washed the mud away.

My head clears, and I know that I don’t have to figure it all out in my head right now. A peaceful truth comes back to me: Some things can’t be intellectualized. They need to be experienced and felt with the heart and soul before they can be understood by the brain.

So I bumble and stumble and try to learn along the way.

It’s OK to not know the answers right now. It’s OK to be at peace with the struggle.

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