I welcomed the return to the familiar space of the farm fields during a walk home at the end of the work week. I didn't expect to step into the same as I had left it, probably months earlier, and things changed because of the continued construction. What was a tunnel of tall green trees, now lay only covered from one side with the other bare and open. Natural landmarks disappeared into the twine and tangle of thorny bush and overgrowth. I was still able to sense my old path, yet it felt like something unknown and unexplored. A fallen tree still remained and its large exposed roots and trunk guided me to opening edge of the vegetation. I anticipated stepping into the more open back field, and when I finally made my way and looked toward the sun, it filtered through a lovely gathering of branches and leaves. Almost like coming up for air and releasing myself, I pulled myself through and out, and into the clear.
Know and follow you instincts...
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