Wordless Wednesday (It’s still Wednesday Right?)
And yeah right . . . a writer without words . . .
I took this photo in Hawaii in a rain forest (don’t ask which one . . . That whole week was one blur of bliss and zen) I’ve come to really enjoy the concept of paths with turns that disappear behind trees or whatever. A path with turns, twists and the insecurity of not knowing what waits around the corner.
Life is a path like that. I feel like I’m there right now, standing at the turn, insecure in not knowing what waits for me, wondering if I dare take the step that will put me face to face with something new . . .
Does anyone have a good path story, where they got around the corner and found a surprise, good or bad, waiting? I’d love to hear it while I stand here contemplating my own bend in the road.
And around the corner stands a publisher wating to offer you a very huge advance . . .
One thought to ponder: I have no idea what is around the bend, but one thing is sure, if I never walk down that path and around that bend, I’ll never know.
I hate those windy paths. I mean, I love them when I’m trotting along, but as soon as I can see a blind curve up ahead, I freeze up and can’t move. What if there are lions and tigers and bears around that curve? (oh, my!) Why do I always think that? Why do I never think, what if there’s a gorgeous waterfall or a cave filled with priceless treasures around that curve?
Realistically, I’ve found wonderful things around 90% of the curves of my life. Really. So why am I still afraid?
Wish I could help you.
That reminds me so much of the oceanside forest I grew up with. I remember rounding the bend on the path one day…and running into the class bully. Who knocked me down and ran away laughing.
You, um, shouldn’t take that as being prophetic or anything.
lovely jules,
my dh has a theory that i just don’t like stasis. i don’t really believe it, but there is some truth to the fact that i love a new adventure, and live with the assumption that all will be well if i do what is right. no matter the path, i’m learning and growing and having a great ride. i’d love to hear the back side of this post. we’ll have to catch up soon.
♥
Beautiful picture, Jules! My whole life has been a windy path. Sometimes that’s been good, sometimes it’s been bad, but it’s rarely been boring.
i love this, thanks, kathleen