The path goes on.

What is the starting point when we merely take one step after another, put one foot in front of the other? It goes on.

Anywhere we may wish to go, anywhere we may wish to be. We make strides, one simple step at a time. And, where to, where might we end up? What is the finale, if there is, in fact, one?

Why do we ask these questions? When all is silent around us, and we have finally carved ourselves a quiet and focused state. What is it we are looking at, looking for? The questions themselves, they spiral, and sometimes uncontrollably. And we find some way to reign them in, and return to our baseline. Something we might call normal.

Curiosity, wonder, and awe which grows and picks up speed as we move along. These states feed themselves and transform over time into something we do not yet know, have no familiarity of, and what to do with. There is an openness that allows these moments to unfold and for the creativity to emerge, a wild sense of being that is directed towards action.

We come back to the self, as though the self is one clear expression. No, the self in entirely fluid, morphing as world influences and impacts us. We can and will observe this unfolding experience, believing we make it all happen. Where does the agency reside, the sense of self, the identity that has formed over a lifetime as we take each step?

As we grow outward, we return inward, exploring the vastness, while making our way home. And to truly feel and be at home with ourselves, that is, to know ourselves, an ever-changing, evolving, and transforming being.

We can continue to dig into the remarkable sense of being, what we hold within, a knowledge and wisdom. With this wisdom, we can walk and discern, movement, creativity, and action with one another and the world. A hope and intention of bringing simplicity and beauty to each and every moment, a kindness, humility, and compassion.

The wonder of not knowing, the curiosity of wishing to know, learn, and grow. What can we become, a potential that remains quietly longing and dreaming? What do we wish to become, and why? What draws us to these places? Each step we take, why?

Learning to be present in each moment, with each and every step. Feeling the step as it is taken, watching the world grow, unfold, and change. No resistance, friction, simply witnessing, observing, and reflecting. Simplicity, always wishing to return to simplicity, letting all things find their place, as they will. Trusting that all things will find their way home, and, us too. We are making our way home, with ourselves, each other, and a beautiful world.

It all exists in this moment, and in this world, the pain and love exist side by side.

And how can we hold the forces that seem opposite to one another? An answer that remains elusive, as in the same breath, some come into this world and some leave. We hold and grapple with it all, without direct clarity, but always wondering, somewhere quietly in the back of our minds, but we do know.

We know. When the clouds clear, there is a knowing, a gentle ease and peace. We make room for this and let it occupy its space. It will grow and grow, as the sun lights up and warms the earth. The very same heart feels a warmth, coming home and back to ourselves. And it is from this place we move and love.

Thank you.