If I write, I feel as if I have to say something profound. I don’t. Every word doesn’t have to shake my soul or define me. I am a being that can only evolve intentionally if I iterate my being daily, hourly, by the minute, by the second. This process cannot always contain depth or sense. I just need to show up and as a friend recently shared with me, “as I hike up the path I need to stare at my feet as they take steps forward, not the mountaintop.”
I know my destination.
How I get there is at my pace, my speed, with efforts moving forward.