It is always fortunate when we are shown the way.
Sometimes life come as a mishmash of fuzzy greens, and you know you want to reach that little red. Even when there are dark clouds looming overhead, and you have no idea when the cats and dogs are going to fall.
Still, listen to your heart and take that step up / out (of comfort zone). The path will show itself, and at times the clouds clear too. Maybe a shower of blessings instead. Even if it pours, at least you know you had taken that baby step, instead of going round in circles in your head “can / shall I to do that”.
I walked the way. There was a fork in the road. I chose to go downhill out of the woods, instead of further to the little red (because, tourists …). In life we just make choices as we go along, make the decision when we get to it. Why stop yourself before you even start? Life is a journey, not a destination. The only definitive destination is death, and even that, is transient.
Pensively responding to
Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge.