Follow the Darkest Path, Sweet Soul — & Trust That It Will Lead You to New Beginnings

She pulled on her boots and vest and wrapped a scarf around her neck, because she knew the chill in the air outside was more biting than his last words to her.

She stepped out her door and down the path and let the crispness of the autumn weather envelop her and carry her forward. Always forward.

The dark skies used to bother her. She always used to want the sun’s warmth to bathe her in its healing light. But she had grown accustomed to the darkness now, and found it comforting in its acceptance of her. Her moods, her darkness, her solitude…they were all welcomed by the darkening fall skies, encircling her with the quiet vibration of yet another ending.

The leaves rustled beneath her feet as she strolled along the dirt path, meandering with no intent and no destination. She simply walked for the purpose of walking, feeling protected from the harsh world by the canopy of branches overhead and the crunchy leaves falling around her.

She often wondered about a quiet existence in isolation and felt drawn to Thoreau’s Nature and Emerson’s Self-Reliance, and asked herself in a whisper if she had it in her to become an island unto herself. She craved a connection that was deeper than most had the ability to give, but she knew she could give it to herself. She believed in big love, but began to suspect that the biggest love she would experience would be with her Self. And that felt more than okay…it felt right and perfect.

She pulled her scarf tighter around her neck as she felt the cold creep into the folds. She zipped up her vest and wrapped her arms around herself, feeling the warmth of her hands on her arms and thought briefly if her own touch could be enough. Could she find a connection with herself so deep and so loving that she wouldn’t need another?

She felt solace in solitude, but the soul connections that had come and gone through her life in the past year made her believe in something just beyond her reach. She felt peaceful in the life she was creating for herself, but the otherworldly feeling she felt when she met souls similar to hers made her question her desire for complete and total freedom and independence.