Every one of us walks a path — some worn smooth, some so tangled we have to push our way through. Out here in the swamp, the paths twist between these old cypress trunks, narrow and uncertain, just like the turns life throws at us. You think you’re choosing one way, then you glance over and see a dozen more you never noticed.
Traveling them isn’t always easy. Sometimes it’s murky, sometimes it’s quiet enough to hear your own doubts echo. But if you’ll stand still for a moment… really stand still… you’ll feel the hush settle in. The swamp isn’t trying to impress you — it’s just showing you what’s real.
And in the middle of all that raw honesty, there’s a surprising kind of beauty waiting to bless you. Feel the silence of the swamp and let your mind drift deep in the roots of your soul.
Blessings,
Mandy