It has been six weeks since I quit everything and moved to a different town, and four weeks since the new Knight-Wallace adventures in Ann Arbor have been in full swing. It’s such a tempo shift. Without deadlines sharpening every minute of every day for the first time in years, things feel – more tentative. Blurred. Uncertain.
I’m realizing how, in times of enormous change, it’s not just a mental and emotional experience for me. It is physical.
While I might mentally waft away in a state of awe and overwhelm, crashing into things and searching for a crucial lost object brings me — rather quickly — back into the moment.
In its own weird way, this heightened clumsiness is grounding, and I’m grateful for it. It says to me, amidst so much change, so much uncertainty: “You are here. Right now. This is real.”