Across Your Universe

Fall has been whispering at my back. I smell the shift in the air, as trees grow heavy and change stalks in. It is the perfect time for writing a story. For sitting outside, watching the world raise its arms and stretch - as a new day tiptoes in.

Way leads to way. It's inevitable. If you choose to follow your passion, you will constantly be surprised at where the road bends. Where you feel like giving up will somehow open into a moment so amazing, so catapulting, that you'll be baffled at how one minute's dread leads to another second's joy.

It's easy to listen to someone else tell you their dreams. To look at the possibility that waits for them, and recognize that it's theirs for the taking. But it can be challenging, looking in the mirror and pulling the same capsules of faith from inside our own pockets.

It's your bubble - the path you walk along. You can fill it with surprise as you grow aware with the knowledge that you're where you're meant to be. That you have the power to grow, to become whatever you wish.

The only thing, the only one who can change your world is you. And each day, each moment, the ability to do so is waiting. Hovering inside of you, prepared to bubble up to the surface when you're ready.

Fall is coming. Bringing the winds of change and time. It's up to you to decide if you open the door, or shut the window.