I remember to accept the not-knowing because it is unknowable, and to let my mind clear, the thoughts pass, and allow myself to be filled with the quiet nature that is alive with possibility and fertility. I think of it as ‘going primordial’, back into the soup that I came from. There is something sacred in putting one foot in front of the other, over and over again, for a lifetime. To eat, walk and sleep. To walk this field and look for moles, to pay the bills, to spend our days and nights together.
