The second of two caboose-inspired entries, the first is here.
A loved one was going through a particularly uncertain time a year ago. Her mantra became “Keep moving through it. Keep moving through.” It reminded me of the story of the Little Red Caboose, I think I can. I think I can I think I can. So when next hit my own big, icy stretches of uncertainty I adopted it.
Keep moving through it.
The promise here is that the extraordinary uncertainty and tough times will come to an end. They almost always do, whether through our own wise and upwards actions or simply regression to the mean. Good times follow tough times eventually.
A year on and it feels like uncertainty has escaped it’s pen and is brutally bounding all over the place. I feel it palpably and adapted my own little mantra to cope,
Let whatever needs to happen – happen.
It is grounded in acceptance, but I feel like it is missing something hopeful and essential. Perhaps something more like,
Let whatever needs to happen – happen, and tend to the nourishing of the soil.
In the infinity of our ignorance, who knows what beautiful happenings could be sprouting out of sight?
What gorgeous buds may need us tomorrow.
1 May 2026, Growing my Seoul patch.
