inner compass

  • The Ones Who Ask for Maps

    Some people are still standing in the forest,waiting for a voice to tell them which way is north.They move carefully, step by step,looking for signs, trails, markers, hands to point.They believe the path already existsand their only task is to find it. Others are swinging the axe.Not because they are angry,but because they are tired…

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  • Dance With The Demons

    There is something powerful in expectation—not the weight others put on you, but the one you claim for yourself. To dance in your own shoes, to be unapologetically true to who you are, is to live in a rhythm that no one else can dictate. It is a choice to look no further than your…

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