I marvel, after-the-fact, at how my life continually changed direction; yet somehow ultimately led me to the path I was born to travel. We don’t recognize any pathway in our youth or middle years because we’re distracted by the hills and bumps and off-ramps we take; unwittingly. Nevertheless there comes a moment in life that we pause to look around and fearless, step onto the pathway of our intention.
To do so isn’t easy or obvious. But, it is rewarding when we meet ourselves unintended on the passageway engraved with our name. Was recognizing my footpath easy? Absolutely not! It required me to find: my voice, my joys and my dreams. It also required me to let go of my sorrows and resentments. But once I recognized my path, I silently promised, “I’m here, take me where you might.”
What is your intention? Where is your voice? Do you have dreams, yet unfulfilled? What brings joy to your being? Can you forgive? I place these questions here, not so you must answer them, but so you will live them. In this way the pathway to your intention will divulge its location.