Step gently outside the lines of chaos. {My heart says yes.}

 
A woman sits at the side of a laneway hoping to sell her few cigars.  She is on display; a show for the tourists.  She is so much stronger than we give her credit for at first glance.  She isn't a spectacle.  A sideshow.  She is a human being.  Someone who may have little children at home, or a lover waiting in the wings.  She sleeps, breathes, eats the same as we all do.  She is strength personified. {If put in her position would you survive? Would you have the gall or the wherewithall to make it through each day?}

I thought about this woman and her lines of order and chaos.  I worried about her tremendously. How does she navigate through those lines? Is she making it? {My heart says yes.}

We all have inner strength we can tap into.  Yes, all of us.  {Because for some of us, our problems are miniscule.}

 

Do you walk your own journey, or that road which belongs to her over there?

We each stand on our own two feet.  I've always been a subscriber to this thought.  I know I must walk my own path, and that is really ok because don't we all? At the end of each day I can only do my best. Just like YOU. Do you walk your own path? {I hope so.}

I do.

 

xo