There will be times on the journey when you lose your way, lose your vision, become directionless, disoriented, confused and you don’t know what to do, who or where to turn to.
Don’t rush to take the first step that comes to mind to get you out of your experience and away from where you don’t want to be unless the house is on fire or you are in some other kind of immediate danger.
You don’t have to scramble to retrace your steps to find out where you went wrong to end up in this place for nothing is wrong despite what you may think.
Instead, take a deep breath and rest exactly where you are.
Melt into this place of stuckness, confusion, unknowing, uncertainty and visionlessness, deeper and deeper with each breath you exhale.
Another breath will come without you having to do a thing.
You are alive and life is supporting you exactly where you are.
The discomfort you feel isn’t a sign that anything is wrong nor is it something you have to escape or even figure out.
The flow that you may have had and lost doesn’t need to be rediscovered right this very moment.
Slowly you will adjust to what at first felt uncomfortable and made you want to scramble to find your way again.
You will find that you can look around at where you are now with curiousity, love and compassion; the fog will lift, the mountain may dissolve.
You can listen more intently and hear more clearly what is arising from within you.
You will discover that you are standing on sacred ground, that being stopped in your tracks or the way forward disappearing beneath your feet came to serve a sacred purpose: a time for rest, renewal, reconnection or redirection.
This sacred pit stop may help you strengthen and recommit to your vision or allow a new one to arise along with a new path to walk. Or may be you discover that you really did take a wrong turn and you can retrace your steps to that point and continue on, but not before opening the gifts of your wrong turn.
Don’t jump ahead and miss this step.
Don’t be in a rush to carry on and arrive.
If you were really meant to be there already, you would be there.
If you were meant to know what to do, you would already know.
The fruits are always in the journey not the destination.
Slow down and just be here where you are, with your palms open in gratitude and receptiveness for the knowing to arrive in its own divine time and way.