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The Covered Path

Posted on by Kerri Elizabeth


 “What is hidden is not gone, it waits to be revealed in time.”

The path along the cove disappeared beneath fallen leaves. Yet anyone who had walked it before knew it was still there. Hidden, yes. Erased, no.

October does this, it covers what is known, so that discovery can happen again. It invites patience, a slowing down, an awareness that not everything is meant to be seen all at once.

Walking the covered path became an act of trust. Each step pressed into leaves that whispered: truth cannot stay buried forever. It will rise when the season is right.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the path will clear a little more, what will you see differently?

The Uneasy Path

Posted on by Kerri Elizabeth


 

“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.