You’re always on a path. You’re headed somewhere. Step by step. One foot in front of the other. You don’t have to know where you’re going, to be, well, going.
Sometimes we wander. We lose our footing, move in circles, and feel like we never really get anywhere. But then there are those moments when you finally feel like you’re “there”. You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be at exactly the right time. If you squint you can sorta make out a path in the distance. It’s strangely familiar. Comfortable even. You find yourself walking a little faster, your steps become a bit lighter. And slowly you start to realize that it’s not just that you’ve finally found the right path..
It’s that you’ve been on it all along.
