Paths and Gateways
I love to take pictures of pathways, especially in the woods. They are, of course, so symbolic of our journey through life. And a fork in the road, a ditch, a rock, a puddle, a cliff, a fallen tree across the path…also symbolic of our journey.
I keep playing with vision boards and affirmations and visualizations and all that positive stuff. And still I sit here frozen in fear. Then of course, there’s prayer, which comforting and powerful in ways I cannot fathom, has yet to lead me to that eureka moment of “Do THIS!!” I want to see the gate, the goal, the entire map. What I see instead is only the small piece of pathway I’m on and I have to just faithfully put one foot in front of the other and hope it leads to where it is I want to be. And, of course, I don’t know where that is yet, but I’m sure it will be somewhere good.