Thankful for Chaos
Chaos in the world breeds uneasiness, but it also allows the opportunity for creativity and growth. — Tom Barrett
I am thankful for chaos. Yes, that’s right, I really am. My life is in a sort of chaos right now, not bad or traumatic in any way, just busy and full and disorganized, and well, chaotic. So I’m trying to embrace this chaos in which I find myself swimming rather than fight it and risk drowning in my own disorganization and discombobulation. I am working at being thankful for this present state of being; it’s where I am so I might as well find the good in it and be thankful for it. At least I’m alive and kicking and drawing breath.
We humans much prefer order. We like to know what’s coming at us, where we’re going, and how we’re going to get there. We like plots and plans and protocol. Chaos makes us a little crazy and stirs up that fight or flight mechanism. Unfortunately, that adrenaline-filled response is not what’s needed to take advantage of chaos and it’s power to produce amazing results and unforeseen gifts in our lives.
Our real discoveries come from chaos, from going to the place that looks wrong and stupid and foolish. — Chuck Pahlahniuk
Sometimes you just have to let go and ride the chaos wave, at least that’s what I’m telling myself as I strap on my rose-colored goggles and dive into the waters of daily life. I have no clue how the chaos will play out, but I can truthfully report from past experience that the periods of greatest chaos have usually preceded good things and bursts of creativity. The path is not clear; what seems logical and sensible may not be the right fork in the road to take. Who knows? Only the Creator who holds all this universe and its seeming chaos in creative tension. I figure those are pretty good hands in which to be held. So yes, I am thankful for chaos and the gifts of discovery, creativity, and renewal it may bring.
What about you? Do you embrace your chaos and trust the process or fight it for all you’re worth? Or do you find yourself somewhere in between, sight reading life’s notes or doing your own improvisation?
Chaos is the score upon which reality is written. — Henry Miller