Surely as a cloud begins to form in a long clear sky, stillness is being gently startled by a warm breeze. Â My eyes open as I feel the movement gently caressing my chin as it tunes my face to the sky. Â How long have I been laying here sleeping? I have forgotten what I was waiting for. I feel my heart beating. I feel the blood coursing through my veins. I feel the air filling my lungs. Was I dead? Am I resurrected? I have no memory of how I got here. Where am I?Â Â Slowly I rise, first to my elbow, then to sitting up. Breathing too fast I wait a moment and count my breaths until the rhythm soothes me. Â I pull myself to my knees and lean forward, my fists grasp the sand. How long have I been here in this desert? I dare not look back to remember, for the past is what brought me here and left me for dead. Â I feel no allegiance to what has long abandoned me. Â I will not waste my mind on trying to remember. Â No, I will trust that only the good lessons will prevail. I will pay attention only to the beating of my heart as to whether I should walk this way or that. Â This sense that lies within my soul shall guide me now. Â Not the hand that drags or the one that pushes me, but the one from within me shall I follow now. I know this now, as I kneel in this shifting sand, that the winding road beginning to appear before me, is waiting for me. Â The warm breeze swirls around me and I stretch out my arms and I think I almost see forming wings. They fill up with the breeze which has become a greater force and I look up and the sun is rising, color floods the horizon, and a voice inside me says, âRise woman, RISE!â In a flash I am standing, and as I stand fully aware, fully seeing, a path appears just a steps length away. I am beginning to see shapes forming in the distance, some sort of mystical homeland. Impulsively I step forward, my heart is hungry, starving in fact and I know it! My foot hits the path and suddenly I cannot see more than one step away. Â I stop in fear, wondering, was what I saw an illusion, a mirage in this desert? Â My heart beats desperately, I feel it will leap from my chest. Some time passes, I let the shock of all of these things pass through me and feel it fade. For in this storm a voice speaks to me, and it comes from within. Â Just take the next step, and the next step, and the one after that. Â And it’s then I realize I cannot know more than I can be responsible for in this very moment. I trust the path before me is fatefully calling me and I trust me, for the first time, I know I will know, and thatâs enough.