Sometimes I wonder where each step is leading.
The breaths, the moments, the days. Where are they taking me?
And am following this path most truly?
Can we ever really know where we are heading? And even if we could, would we understand once we had ‘gotten there’?
Art. Parenthood. Love and friendship. This life.
I sense it’s more a process. A walk without a tour guide.
No GPS, just an inner compass. And once in a while, we may get some stepping-stones along the way.
2 thoughts on “Stepping Stones”
that is interesting 🙂
that is freedom;)