We’re all lost, sometimes. We all wish we had direction.
Finding your way is about stumbling through the woods until you’re damn near exhausted, until you just don’t know how you’ll keep going.
There’s no map.
There’s no compass.
But if you wander long enough, you’ll see your path.
I know I did. And it took me years. Years of being directionless.
I think finding a path is hard because it’s really a combination of searching for it and hacking it out of the woods with a machete.
You’ll make it, believe me. It’s more than possible.
[This post by Jon Westenberg first appeared on Medium and has been reproduced with permission.]
