Stepping Stones

I am use to having a sense of what is moving; of the direction that life is taking.  But recently that sense is shrouded and all that is left is for me to take one blind step after another trusting that the ground will support my footfalls. It usually does but there are times when the step is more of a leap, the ground further away than an easy next step. I am asked to trust that support will be there, while the sequence and direction remains a mystery.

Jamila Davies

April 13, 2018