
“The future is completely open, and we are writing it moment to moment.” ~Pema Chodron
The idea of an open future can be thrilling. What lies before us often feels as though it’s just waiting to be written by a mix of our personal willpower and luck.
Lately, however, the reality of uncertainty has been frightening me. The lack of anything certain to grab onto has destabilized me in a way it never has before.
You see, as we move around the calendar year, the day darkening quickly and the temperatures dropping, I am circling back to what was a season of tremendous loss for me last year.
In a matter of months, I lost four people who were important to me, three of them so suddenly that there was no opportunity to plan, to re-focus my vision of the future without them and grasp onto it.
These losses, one by one, transformed the meaning of uncertainty from thrilling possibility to a cold, frightening truth.
For a long while, my only response to this new understanding of uncertainty was fear. I was paralyzed with fear.
I inevitably started questioning the point of investing in such an ephemeral future:
Why plug along with my professional life in that goal-oriented, forward-thinking style of mine? Why save money or, conversely, why buy anything?
And, of extreme importance to a health-conscious person like me, why make so many investments in my health? Why plug along on an exercise machine or chug bottles of expensive green juice or eat raw or sweat or stretch or spend the better portion of my salary on kale and sprouted bread?
Weren’t these activities just my efforts at grasping, at giving myself the illusion of control over an uncontrollable world?
By awakening to uncertainty in such a jarring way, I was living both in fear and with a newfound interest in fatalistic indulgence:
Coffee after dinner? Sure!
Chips and salsa and ice cream for lunch? You only live once—why not!
Push-ups? What’s the point if it could end tomorrow. (more…)









