The thread you follow

Image by  Simon Herridge

There’s a thread you follow. It goes among
things that change. But it doesn’t change.
People wonder about what you are pursuing.
You have to explain about the thread.
But it is hard for others to see.
While you hold it you can’t get lost.
Tragedies happen; people get hurt
or die
; and you suffer and get old.
Nothing you do can stop time’s unfolding.
You don’t ever let go of the thread.

-The way it is by William Stafford

 

You see, no one knows the path which the leaf will fall, not the leaves, not the woods, not the wind, and definitely not the tree. Things happen as they should. Destiny is a verb in the present tense- it happens in the now; what you will become, you are now becoming, unraveling right now in the wind, right now, you're happening as you should, you're falling in the wind as you should. 

Image by  Simon Herridge

Turning 27 today, I can't help but wonder about my thread, and about how the singular obsession to inspire a modern Africa runs through my every waking thought and every single thing I create.  Living to fulfill this singular purpose has been no easy task... but it's my thread and holding on to a thread so thin should not be easy. It was a very trying year for me. I reconsidered everything, I put them all to the scales; my faith, my goals, my relationships, my gifts, my personal style... things that had taken me years to cultivate and master, all on the chopping block, ready to be cut out... yet one thing remained;  the thread.. and no matter how far I fell, and no matter what I lost, as long as I held on to that singular obsession, I never felt lost.

Whatever is left after the fall, are the tools for the climb.

It's obvious that a lot of things have changed about and around me, but one thing that hasn't is the resilience- a silent persistent quality of the heart to not quit, and still, I hold on to the thread. 

 

You're all made of the same stuff as miracles

O.O.Kukoyi

 

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