I was speaking with a friend the other day about the fog of uncertainty I encounter in my creative process. Her response was, “I love that, fog is so romantic and mysterious!”
It was a surprise. In my imagination the fog was a dark wood in which toothy creatures lurked, waiting. But my fog doesn’t have to be dangerous. It can be romantic. It can be mysterious. It can be something to explore with wonder and curiosity.
A day or two later, I told another friend about my romantic, mysterious fog of uncertainty and she added; “When the fog clears, you see what’s already there.” Now, when I face the fog I can remember: The fog is romantic and mysterious, and when it clears something that’s always been there will be revealed. I merely have to start exploring.