Sometimes we feel like we’re at a crossroads.
We quiet our mind and try to hear the small, still voice that guides us in a way our brain may not understand.
Often that yields an elegant and true feeling answer.
But sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes we need to detach from the either/or, the this/that, the right/wrong.
Maybe there is no wrong.
Maybe we should be looking for a third option.
One that may appear treacherous at first glance. Impassible. Risky.
But gorgeous in its simplicity. Easy on the soul.
It’s foreign and familiar at the same time.
It’s a leap. But if you land with grace, it might turn into a smooth skate.
Or there might be an opening.
To meet new friends. To find a new community.
Feel warmth amidst the crunchy ice.
To bathe in a small pool that promises nourishment and freedom.
To feel home again, in harmony with ourselves.