I take a path and start walking. Sometimes it seems like I have gone really far! So many steps. So much growth.
And then, the path curves and I notice it becomes parallel to the path I just finished. What? This seems really unfair. I look out and it seems like the way to my destination goes on forever! I slow down. I look down. There must be something wrong with me. I am the only one.
Wait. I remember I have done this before. I look at my feet. It just takes me focusing on the next step. The next step. I look up and straighten my shoulders. I listen to that truth brimming within me. And soon, I have gone another loop and another.
I have time to look around now and notice there are others too. They are taking their steps. Some step fast and some step slow. We are all stepping. We cheer each other on. With every step, I trust myself a little more. Aha! This is what I need to focus on! I don’t care about the destination anymore. It doesn’t matter.
And I start looking up at the sky. I start seeing clouds. I see the strands of grass. I feel the breeze. I notice the small things like kids in purple sunglasses and a spout of water to jump in.
The mystery of the maze brings me energy.
My soul feels light.
And the labyrinth of life becomes fun again.