My bougainvillea has been growing for several years on the trellis, to the point that the trellis framework has become unsteady under its weight. I had a maintenance crew come in and take care of the heavy branches. They did a phenomenal job of carrying out my instructions to the letter, only one problem, it looks ugly. I blame no one but myself for this disaster and have been thinking of ways to cope with it.
I came across a line in a passage by Brian Hendricks “The artist, scientist, entrepreneur, athlete, traveler all embrace uncertainty as their muse. “
I am a person who loves risk taking and gets a thrill out of adventure. Why then is the uncertainty of the vine eating me up alive? Is it because there are two kinds of the uncertainty – positive and negative. The positive kind is like will I go to Paris next year? The negative kind is like will I live to see my grand kids? The former fills me with hope and excitement, the latter with a dull sense of foreboding.
Then, I started thinking – how do I stop negative uncertainty from taking over and stop it from filling me with a sense of dread?
Hop over to Part 2 now.