Letting go of the security of what is commonly understood requires a big leap of faith and a willingness to fall.

When someone is walking beside us, we have more courage to walk into the unknown and to risk the dark and messy places in our journey.

When there is alignment and understanding, it is much easier to navigate forward together, moving in and out of agreement.

I trust that, even with the new limitations, our security forces will be able to control and prevent the contraband of weapons and people.

Stop it, she told herself.

There was only so much she could control.

But that was just it. She was trying so hard because she felt so out of control.

I don't like when I can't control what reality is doing. Which is unfortunate because reality works independently of the things I want, and I have only a limited number of ways to influence it, none of which are guaranteed to work. I still want to keep tabs on reality, though. Just in case it tries to do anything sneaky. It makes me feel like I'm contributing. The illusion of control makes the helplessness seem more palatable. And when that illusion is taken away, I panic.