Taking a step back isn’t the same thing as going backwards; sometimes we’re too close to what’s right in front of us and just need to gain a clearer perspective, a broader view of what lies ahead. Sometimes we forget ourselves, getting lost in the idea of a different kind of life, moving too quickly toward an ambition that doesn’t fit quite right, like a well-laid plan to move into a new camp that instead takes us deep into the wilderness.
I’ve always had a compulsion to continue moving forward and I often find myself fumbling over my own two feet; I accelerate too quickly and have to slam on the brakes to avoid getting myself into a massive wreck.
But the thing is, I’m trusting myself more and more these days, getting clearer messages from the heart and using that direction to follow my internal compass.
Losing something is not the same as total failure.
A setback is also an opportunity to reorient yourself.
And no matter how many steps backward you need to take to get back on track, the things and people you meet along the path will always make the journey worthwhile.
I’m keeping my heart open, my mind clear and my spine strong, trusting that every step is the right one, not getting lost in the disappointment of what is versus what could have been. And with this unwavering faith in the universe to set me right, I know I’ll always end up where I need to be; the adventure is never over unless we decide to stop travelling, and it’s not so much about where we’re headed but how we choose to get there.