Fog

“There were no particular questions that I asked myself: there were no special objects upon which I directed my mind: there was only a formless and aimless intellectual disturbance, as if I were wrestling with a fog.  I know now that this is what always happens when I am in the early stages of work on a problem.  Until the problem has gone a long way towards being solved, I do not know what it is.”

–philosopher and historian R.G. Collingwood, from “A Poet’s Way of Knowledge” by C. Day Lewis

So let’s be dormant.  Let’s wrestle quietly with the fog and take in the information the world keeps giving us and go muddling along and see what happens.  What a relief to trust my brain to be doing the work for me, even when I do not entirely know what the work is.