Trust Your Journey

A few blogs ago I wrote about my favorite forest spot and the dry creek. If you read it, thank you! If you haven’t, what are you waiting for? Either way, here is a recap. It was June and the monsoons had made an early appearance over the mountains and even a little preview here in the valley. The hubs and I hit the canyon expecting to see the water flowing in the creek and the animals prancing happily nearby. What we saw however was a completely dry creek! We were so confused and a little bummed. I mean the proof is there, we have seen the rains, where is the water? Well as we hiked, we finally saw. Back at the end of the trail was the water. It was running, slowly but steadily, towards the bottom of the trail. It had months of winter leaves and sticks and gunk to work through, but it was coming. That birthed that blog about how often we expect instantaneous results without the acknowledgment of all the gunk we have in the way. I think it was a great little reminder, and I left the canyon feeling grateful. Well, today I was back and man what a difference. I am bummed that I let a little over a month pass between visits but I was there exactly when I was meant to be. So with thanks to the canyon, here is another blog.

When I say difference, I mean difference! I started seeing water all the way at the bottom of the road and I knew the mountains abundance had come in. When we got to the part where the little creek crosses the road, it was flowing freely and deep enough to splash up and out as we drove our truck through. I was already getting excited! Now you might be wondering why, and I will tell you. There is absolutely nothing more beautiful and grounding than walking through those trees hearing the roaring water over the rocks. It is my favorite and best place. The entire walk, the hubs and I noted all the differences, took time to stop and feel the water, using the cold water to cool us in the warm hike. Then we got to the back, the same exact spot we were when I found the little water the last time. The same place that conceived that blog, conceived this one. While my husband went to his normal place to reflect and cleanse, I took pictures of the water and newly formed waterfalls. Right here it hit me, trust. This whole thing is about trust.

Too many times we see our hard work, the effects of it, and are expecting the water to come rushing immediately. When it doesn’t we get worried, or panicked. We start branching out, adding unnecessary projects or grasping at straws. We become discouraged and exhausted before our water can even reach us. We have to have faith in our journey. Are you doing what you’re meant to do? Are you living authentically and in your truth? Have you been the storm in the mountains? If so, trust that work. It might take sometime for your water to reach the bottom of your creek, but you have a lot that needs to be cleared and a lot that needs to be replenished. It might take sometime before you or anyone else can see your waterfall, but you have to take time to acknowledge it’s coming. The beautiful thing about the woods is that it didn’t care that I noticed it was dry, It didn’t care if I was disappointed or that I wanted more water to flow. All it cared about was it’s roots and whether I could see it or not, it’s roots were fed. Now today, not only was it’s roots fed but it had reserves. Even more, it has excess, excess that we could enjoy and use and appreciate. Again, the woods don’t care, they just take and give freely with all the trust in the world. Unlike the woods, we do care. We have become accustomed to instant gratification and material gain. When we start our storm, we want others to see our water immediately, and if they don’t we will let their disapproval or our lack of trust derail the whole thing. No matter what your passion is, it will and should nourish you first. Your storm will hit all the dry spots, nourishing them completely as it makes it way down. When it finally gets to a place where others can enjoy and reap from it, it should only be because you’ve had your fill and you have your reserves. Then we can give freely, not to impress or to gain approval, but because we can and we want to. You are going to have lean times, winter months, and pesky beavers building dams during your journey. It is up to you to not only create the rain to heal it all, but to have faith in your works journey. I promise something beautiful is coming your way.

So, make your own rain, fill your own creek, and when your waterfall comes, share freely to heal and with absolute trust. No matter how it appears to others, your path is always beautiful.