Turn On Your Trail

How do you recognize your true desires?

And that’s how it begins. When you decide to head into the mountains, you pack your backpack. You put inside everything you think you’ll need — food, water, first aid, and of course, something for the rain. Although, sometimes it’s not so bad to let yourself get a little wet. Just enough to step out of your comfort zone.

And that very moment — stepping outside what feels safe — is the first point on your path. The most important path you will ever walk. The path of returning to yourself. The path on which you will eventually find your forest fairy curled up somewhere inside a wish that belongs only to you. Let’s begin.

Before I reveal my three trails leading to the peak of the deep mountain within you, I want to tell you something.

Please, don’t give up.

No matter how hard the road becomes, no matter how hopeless it may seem — the emptiness you leave behind is always worse.

Because other people’s desires and expectations will never learn to play the melody to which your forest fairy can dance.

At the top of your inner mountain, your desire awaits you — fragrant like wildflowers.

Trail No. 1 – The Morning Feather

For this, you’ll need a notebook and a pen. The notebook can be thin or thick, with a hard cover or none at all. The pen — the same — any, as long as it writes.

Your task is simple: every day for the next month, set aside time to write whatever crosses your mind in that moment. You can write more than once a day, but at least once.

Forget grammar. Forget style.

Just write. Gossip, complain, get angry, swear, make plans or conspiracies. Everything is allowed.

Except for one thing:

You must not read what you’ve written.

Your first reading is scheduled for halfway through the month. Find a quiet place where no one will disturb you, open your notebook at the beginning, and… three, two, one — read.

What you’ll see is a crowded closet full of wrinkled, old, forgotten, outgrown things. They hang chaotically from hangers and shelves. It is a trash bin of your thoughts.

Now I ask you to spend the rest of the month answering these questions:

Which of these thoughts are truly yours?

Which did you pick up somewhere along the way?

And from whom?

Who do you recognize in the sentences you wrote?

How do you feel revisiting a situation from 15 days ago — but now as an observer?

Do you even remember the situation that once knocked you off your feet with anger, sadness, rejection, or jealousy?

And if you don’t remember — then who was speaking through you at that moment?

Feel free to add more questions, follow-up questions…

Then sit with yourself — as with your best friend — and ask:

What do you want?

And listen.

Maybe the answer will come in dreams.

Maybe in a “random” sentence you stumble upon.

Maybe in a song.

Be sure of this: the answer will come.

Just listen closely.

To be continued in the next post… link MUD AND SHINE

And to close this trail with a gentle spark — a melody that reminds you that every step carries its own rhythm.

 Let’s Dance, David Bowie.

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