It’s that point in the path where, in the distance the road meets the sky. On a road that has not been travelled before by this adventurer, so I can only guess and hope for what is beyond that next summit. Will the landscape open up with shimmery blue lakes and the biggest of skies or will there be construction, the concrete ripped up with dangerous potholes that traffic picks slowly through.
Trusting that years of operating a motor vehicle have prepared me for whatever lies on the other side. That I will be able to stop in time, navigate the roadwork and take a deep breath and enjoy the view. Trusting that those that have travelled this road before have left inukshuks or marking tape that I can decipher and follow when required. Trusting that the pitter patter of my own little heart is leading me where I need to go.
What part of your path are you on?
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I am not really sure. I think the beginning. I have a definite sense that things are changing. And I am changing. Not changing but forging ahead – stronger and more determined.
Ramona, it sounds like you are fueling up the car and checking the air in the tires in preparation for a wonderful journey! Thank you for your comment.