Today, when I walked through the forest with a client, I tried to explain the unexplainable.

Again.

And of course I used way too many words, and went in way too many directions.

Again.

Describing an illusion that’s also not an illusion, conveying the essence of life, is an absolutely hopeless endeavor.

And yet, it happened.

Again.

It’s what I love, and it obviously has some value.

And once you stop trying to do it in a perfect way, it seems to improve.

It can be terribly frustrating to have a really clear sense of the ultimate aliveness, the simplicity, and the impersonality, and not be able to catch it in words, even remotely.

But I don’t think that’s necessary.

Sharing this unfathomable, infinite thing powerfully, is so much more, AND so much less.

It’s really baffling and complicated and extremely rich and diverse, and it’s also ridiculously simple.

Of course, exactly that seems to be the challenge.

Those opposites.

Or is it?

So let me try this again.

Today, in the forest, life was apparently explained.

From life, to life, in life.

And of course, the perfect amount of words was uttered.

And life had a blast.

Again.

As always.

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