Life is not a straight path but a winding river—sometimes rushing, sometimes still, but always moving forward. Like water, we carve our way through the unknown, shaped by the terrain we encounter. There will be moments of turbulence, where the current pulls us under, and moments of calm, where we float effortlessly beneath the sun.
Yet, in our fear, we often resist the flow. We grasp for control, demanding certainty where none exists. But the river does not question its course—it simply adapts. A leaf does not struggle against the water; it trusts the unseen forces that guide it. And so must we.
To resist the natural current is to exhaust ourselves fighting what we cannot change. But to surrender—not with resignation, but with wisdom—is to align with something greater. Every bend, every rapid, every quiet pool has its purpose. Even when we feel lost, we are exactly where we need to be.
So let go. Trust the flow. The river knows the way.
With love,
Little-pencil
Little-pencil 