How did I get here?

How did I get here?

I have been scrambling up this trail for so long

fighting over boulders

through bogs that at times threatened

to suck me down

into the depths

I have fought my way through brush so thick

I could not see more than one step in front

Always I believed,

Always I sensed my guide

was leading me on

to the right place

It all seemed to fall in to place
it could not be coincidence
all those opportunities, those moment

I seemed that I was going

to where I needed to go

to where I was meant to be

but here I am

at trails end

there is no way to go further

dark walls tower above me

looming

casting deep shadows over me

obscuring even the sky

until I cannot see

even the trail behind me seems vague and obscure

so here I am

how did I get here?

I guess I will just sit for a while

and wait

and see

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There are always choices, always paths from where we are to a better place. To be alive requires choices every second. There’s no such thing as the absence of choices. It’s only our lack of awareness that blinds us to all the possibilities. Even choices that appear undesirable could turn into a key experience that reveals hidden paths. We may never know in advance where a path will lead us or how long our journey will take. Only our inner wisdom knows the journey we are supposed to be on. 

Look for the next right choice