So here I am in the forest enjoying the walk and I come to a fork in the path.  Which way to go?  How do I choose?   The head chatters: “You’d better make the “right” choice!  You can’t change your mind.  You led people on that you wanted to go this way.  There are too many risks in the other way. You’d better get what you can, the other path has too many risks.”  This is the path of the mind, the shoulds, the play-it-safe.

And the other path beckons: “Here is the way to living large.  It is a risk, and it is a grown-up path.  It is unclear but the possibilities are wide and exciting.”  

The wind in the trees seem to whisper “There is no such thing as a wrong choice.  Each path is in the land of only Love.  You cannot fall off the path.  You are in our arms, even if you come to a clearing.  The wind will find you and caress you.  Follow the path of your heart.”

Walking hand in hand with the Dear One, I take the path of the heart.