This poem written by Kahlil Gibran Lebanese poet, writer, and visual artist of the late 1800s and early 1900s (well known for writing Thee Prophet) is so apt for what so many of us are experiencing right now. So I thought I'd share this beautiful piece of writing with you. Perhaps, as an idea, you could take it into the forest with you. Sit quietly under a tree, one that draws you, and read it. Then, gently consider how it makes you feel. Imagine you are the river working your way down to the sea. How do you feel at that moment? Most people will say that as the river, they feel fearful of losing themselves by flowing into the sea. Where or how are you fearful right now? The one true thing I know about difficult feelings, is that the only way out, is through.
It is said that before entering the sea a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled, from the peaks of the mountains, the long winding road crossing forests and villages.
And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.
But there is no other way. The river can not go back.
Nobody can go back. To go back is impossible in existence.
The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean because only then will fear disappear, because that’s where the river will know it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.