The Clearing

I’ve arrived at the edge of the clearing. I’ll be free to move in whatever direction I choose…at least for a while. I’ll be back in the woods eventually, but for now, I’m relieved and invigorated by the latitude afforded in the open space, despite the vulnerability.

Back to Basics

Priorities are being re-prioritized whether I like it or not. I suppose I half-expected it to happen sooner or later…and now it’s later. It’s an adjustment I’m willing to make anyway so the transition will be easy enough. I lost the path long ago – destined for the circuitous route through the underbrush. I’m blessed to now possess a machete and am determinedly cutting a swath to travel. It isn’t so much where it leads in the moment, just that I keep moving forward with purpose. I’ve begun to wonder if the path is actually beneath me after all, and the hardship and uncertainty of the undefined trek is intended. Either way, I’m up for the task.