When you come to the end of the road you’ve been walking, do not fear.
Yes, this road brought you far.
Yes, this road brought you here.
But there is no one road that will take you all the way. And now it is time to find the next one.
You will panic when you reach the end. You will try to alleviate this panic by trying to retrace your steps. But do not look backwards. You are not going that way.
What road will take me there if not the one that brought me here? Where is the new path? What are the new rules? Where are the boundaries I must stay within to find my happiness now?
You will struggle desperately to find the new road. But it is never your job to find the new road. The new road finds you.
You just have to keep walking. You just have to listen for it.
The new road does not sound like a rustling of the trees. It sounds like a heartbeat, coming from both beyond and within you.
You won’t trust it. You’ll tell yourself you’re crazy. But I hope you’ll let yourself be just crazy enough.
Just crazy enough to let the sound of your beating heart carry you through the wild until, at last, you make a home for yourself along the new road. The new road that seemed to appear under your feet when you weren’t looking.
Because you weren’t looking. You were listening.
You were receptive to the whispers of Love. And this is what led you through the wild. This is what led you back to you.
There is no one road that goes all the way. And god bless it.
For in between roads is where Love finds us.
In between roads is where we find ourselves.