WANDERER, there is no path.

Wanderer, your footsteps are
the road, and nothing more;
wanderer, there is no road,
the way is made by walking.

—Antonio Machado


We are called into the fullness of living, which can be
manifested in a multitude of ways.

We have to listen closely for what is truly life-giving
and there lies the struggle.

We resist trusting ourselves.

We tell ourselves stories about why we should stay stuck where we are.


Just got off the phone with a lovely friend who understands my soul, though hundred of miles away. I’m feeling so sad as of late, overwhelmed with the weight of indecision and caught up in my hope of perpetual ideals. I’m trying to figure out the next best thing, but I am continually caught up on what “the plan” should be and how will I know if this is the right decision. My friend reminded me that my path is right because it is my path, unlike any other. There is no right or wrong because my journey is my own.

There is so much truth there. I know it.
Surely, we will arrive where we are going. We simply must keep walking.


Left foot. Right foot. Breathe.

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