Monday, January 18, 2010

It begins with a purpose


"Instead of following a well traveled path, go where there are no footprints and leave a trail" - Inscribed on a rock at an African craft vendor.


Something inside me wants out. I don't even know what it is. I am capable of so much but feel like I accomplish nothing. I know the direction I that I need to go. I feel the pull. I am also very aware of the currents that have their own momentum and have no concern for travelers.

I am a tree being proven by the elements... I am a sail using the wind to move me without directing me... I am a sailor becoming a captain... I am a son... becoming a father.

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