“Every step taken in uncertainty teaches the body how to listen.”
The path curled along the lake’s edge, shadowed by trees that leaned too close. Each breeze seemed to carry a question.
Which one will fall next?
Yet along that unease came another sound, soft, delicate, a flutter that carried no threat. Chickadees darted through the air, their tiny wings quick as whispers. One landed nearby, black cap gleaming, eyes alert yet curious. It had learned the rhythm of hands, the offering of nuts, the trust of presence.
The unease of walking beneath breaking branches met the wonder of a bird that dared to come close enough to touch. Nature carried both at once, fear and comfort, uncertainty and grace. And in that balance, the path continued.
There is no promise of what is next, only the awarness that what is next, is coming.
-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the path will blur, what waits at its end may not be seen until the fog reveals it.
SONSHINE FOR YOU 
This expresses life’s uncertainty, especially that tomorrow is not always promise. Hence, live today! Beautiful, Kerri
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Thank you sweet Hazel!
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My pleasure, Kerri. Happy weekend!
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You too Hazel.
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Beautiful writing, Kerri. Thank you for sharing this path with me. ❤️🙏🏻
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Thank you for reading and I swear you’re the best cheerleader EVER… sending you a big hug,
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I really like your ending: “There is no promise of what is next, only the awareness that what is next is coming.” It’s so true. Ruminating about the past or thinking about the future isn’t very helpful. Focusing on the present, on the things we can actually control, is the key.
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Thank you so much and Exactly , I agree with that key!
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You’re welcome, Kerri.
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🙏
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