They seem to be my go-to words when all else fails. I don’t know if it’s a matter of not knowing about what I happen to be pondering at the moment or if it’s a matter of certainty.
I just don’t know if there are any absolutes in this world, outside of my uncertainty.
I envy those people, so many who seem to blog, who see the world with such certainty. Certain in their beliefs and convictions. Certain that their perspective is true. Certain that they are right in all things. Certain that anyone is listening or caring. Certain that their opinion matters.
The one thing I do know is that I have never had that certainty. Even as I write this I am unsure that anyone will read this or even think more than a moment about it if they do. I think that is why I have always believed that when someone sees something in my work and decides to make it part of their life, that it is a small miracle, something beyond the reach of my uncertainty.
How does this happen? Well, I just don’t know. Maybe this not knowing keeps me going forward, plugging onward, searching for something that gives me that evasive sense of certainty.
Until that time, here’s a video from the Decemberists with kind of the feeling that I have at the moment. Hope you enjoy…