You take a step forward, and another, still not sure you’re on the right road. And yet, there is something deep inside you urging, this way. The child-in-you is afraid. You look around for confirmation, for some wiser, older “adult” kind of person to nod “yes.” If only someone else would fall into step beside you, someone who could take your hand and tell you who you really are and where you’re meant to go. Instead, every morning you wake up and set out once again, a fumbling beginner on the path of awakening.
The road is full of travelers. (You think: Does everyone else have this all figured out? Am I the only one who’s lost?) You can – and do — follow in another’s footsteps for a while. But ultimately, you have to find your own way. This life, this trail through the wilderness, is a creative journey: your own. It’s full of unknowns; no map or guide is going to tell you what’s around the next corner. All you know for sure is that the view isn’t ever quite what you expected. The plans you make? No guarantees, no promises.
And so you have no choice but to proceed on faith. Little by little you learn to trust: the murmurings of your own heart, the wisdom in your own two feet, the forces at work in the world that are larger than you. What you need, you have. [continue...]