Some days begin in stillness, where thoughts loop and memories stir. You drift between moments, tracing what’s unfinished. Not broken—just paused, waiting to be seen in a softer light.
Maybe you’re right. A labyrinth does seem closer to the truth—no walls to escape, just quiet turns toward something unnamed. Not lost, not trapped, just... delayed. I said maze because some days feel like riddles with no answer. But maybe it's all one path, winding inward, asking us to walk softer. Thanks for the gentle correction—words are tricky things, and I love when they reveal more than I meant. ✨
Yes… (and maybe) it’s less about figuring things out, and more about learning to walk without needing all the answers. One step, then another. Not toward clarity, but toward presence. Some paths (maybe) don’t want to be understood—they just want to be walked.
Sometimes it okay to not retrace your steps. No need to figure out how you got there, but recognize where you are in the moment.
Then figure out where you’re going, right?
I think you’re right.
Not all mornings ask for clarity.
Some simply want you to drift —
not backward, not forward,
just enough to feel the current.
There’s grace in not retracing,
in standing still
while the world reorders itself around you.
Not every echo needs a name.
Not every step needs a reason.
Nicely written! I think what you're describing at the end is a labyrinth, not a maze.
Maybe you’re right. A labyrinth does seem closer to the truth—no walls to escape, just quiet turns toward something unnamed. Not lost, not trapped, just... delayed. I said maze because some days feel like riddles with no answer. But maybe it's all one path, winding inward, asking us to walk softer. Thanks for the gentle correction—words are tricky things, and I love when they reveal more than I meant. ✨
Some days do feel tricky. But mostly they can't be figured out. We just have to put one foot in front of the other and trust the path.
Yes… (and maybe) it’s less about figuring things out, and more about learning to walk without needing all the answers. One step, then another. Not toward clarity, but toward presence. Some paths (maybe) don’t want to be understood—they just want to be walked.
Have you walked a labyrinth? I recommend it!
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