Structured Fluidity

Tolkien reminds us that “not all who wander are lost”. Can I reframe this current meandering, this drift through uncertainty, as something other than a sense of oblivion? Perhaps it is an exploration of a terra incognita that, while unfamiliar, has an underlying topology - a structure that remains intact, even as the surface shifts, deforms, bends back on itself.

I made the decision (or did I?) to discard the underlying scaffolding that once provided a sense of security, stability, and order to my life. But the leap from structure into chaos was paradoxically an attempt to gain clarity. To create a new kind of playing field, a state space, within which different permutations of mind and meaning could arise.

Some mornings I wake into the spaciousness of possibility; others, clouded with the weight of anxiety. But somewhere deeper than the noise of my fear, the sense of a signal taking shape, the intuition of a form emerging from the flow...