Fog, be it real or mental, obscures our vision.
“The fog of illusion, the fog of confusion is hanging all over the world.”
– Van Morrison.
When the mind doesn’t sees what the eyes behold
A confusion of thoughts limits our field of vision
In this temporary blindness we think that we are powerless
And sometimes surrender to the circumstances without struggle
A little pause to reflect
A time to let things settle
Often give us the clarity that we desperately seek
“There it is, fog, atmospheric moisture still uncertain in destination, not quite weather and not altogether mood, yet partaking of both.”
– Hal Borland.
Fog is lost in uncertainty of its nature
It has no clue if it’s a cloud or just moisture
This confusion is enough to mislead others too
Is it a mist, a vapor, or just a passing cloud?
We put labels on everything, and tend to think of things in black and white. Life is full of shades of grey. There are many realities between the two extremes. A foggy day illustrates to us how things look from a blurred perspective.