Walking Through the Fog

Like a blind person, I walk cautiously through the fog, uncertain of where life is taking me. I sometimes feel like a ship lost at sea. This is all a part of healing the soul, walking through unknown territory. Like exploring a new country, every moment is a pathway to growth. Poised at the brink of transition, prepared for flight, I apprehend the uncertainty and delay my departure, seeking to navigate a new domain and ascend to higher elevations. I must risk the chance of a crash and burn, knowing with every fall a lesson is learned. My wings might be weak and mild, but with every effort, they grow in strength. Like a baby first learning to walk, with every fall, I get back up and try again. My soul will one day be free like a bird, soaring through the beautiful skies. So, I will keep on standing after each fall, knowing that they will grow few and far between as I learn to navigate this path of healing, and let go of the past that binds me.