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Blind Journey
She walked along a very quiet street with only the sounds of night surrounding her. She could hear the soft patter of pavement reaching up to meet her timid feet. Nothing around her was clear, for the darkness consumed it. There were no stars, the moon had vanished, and every form of light was a distant memory. Yet she wandered with courage anyway. Without the view of the path ahead - she stumbled. For miles and miles she tripped and blindly found her way towards an unknown destination. Then, without warning, she found her face slamming into the pavement, her cheek burning in pain as it met the asphalt. The tears exploded at that moment, falling all around her like summer rain. But in the midst of everything - she heard a voice call out. “Stop,” it said. “Get up and open your eyes.”
She immediately sat up with caution. Open her eyes? Hadn’t they been open this entire time? She felt the smooth skin of her lid and realized they had not. An easy task it seemed, to open them. But still, she hesitated.
“Why should I trust that I’ll like what I see?” she asked. The voice chuckled, “Well…we all walk through life blindly at points. We walk, stumble, fall - as you did - until we can’t take it anymore. Until we find the encouragement to open our eyes to what really surrounds us.”
Still unconvinced, she asked, “But why now? After all this time in the dark, what should make me open my eyes now?”
This time the voice had a certain and familiar warmth to it. “It’s quite simple you see - so you can get back up again.”
At that moment she trusted the words with everything she had. She slowly blinked her eyes open, expecting harsh light and a shocking reality. But what she found was even more surprising. She knew where she was, and she knew it was exactly where she was supposed to be.
