Where are you going ?


Where are you going, she whispered?

Startled, I turned to look. Who said that ? There was no-one there!

Shrugging my shoulders, I continued on my way. To – where?

I actually didn’t know!  What path was I on and just where was I going with such serious intent ?

The thought stopped me in my tracks it hit with such severity. I thought I had my directions clear.

But now, since that ghostly whisper in my ear, I was discombobulated.

Disorientated. Disillusioned. Disappointed even.

How could I NOT know where my feet were leading me?

The very thought of that was just plain ridiculous.

After all, I had on my very best walking shoes. Strong, sturdy, comfortable. Good arch support. The kind of shoe you could rely on to take you on even the roughest terrain and not fail you.

On my head I wore the very best travelling hat. Lightweight, broad rimmed, weatherproof, shading me from sunburn. Guaranteed to stay put in even the strongest winds.

My clothing was lightweight cotton that let my body breathe whilst keeping me comfortable.

My knapsack was filled with everything I needed. Clean water. Nutritious food. Compass. Maps. Flashlight.  Change of clothing. Personal care items. Sleeping bag.  Emergency first aid kit. Mobile phone.

I had set out with a clear plan and goal in mind.  So what had  changed?

Why the discombobulation and disorientation?

I stopped and sat on a rock to contemplate. Shrugging off my knapsack, I retrieved a bottle of water from its depths. A few deep swallows rinsed the grit and dryness from my mouth. I felt refreshed. A soft whisper of breeze caressed my skin. The smell of pine wafted in its wake. Above, the bright blue cloudless sky spread as far as my eyes could see – to the horizon and beyond. I breathed in the fresh mountain air deeply and slowly, turning my face up to the sun to soak in its warmth.

How long I sat there  is a mystery to me. But when I opened my eyes it seemed that the world had shifted slightly. I felt at peace. I knew now where I was going. The path would open to me as I stepped forward, leading me to whatever my destination was to be. Of that I was certain. Whether I arrived tomorrow or in five years time was irrelevant. The journey itself was my destination.

Written for Sandbox Challenge 52

© Raili Tanska

Image Pixabay

29 thoughts on “Where are you going ?

  1. That’s just beautiful, Raili! (And kind of what I think the Seeker is going to find!) Your comment, “How could I NOT know where my feet were leading me?” reminded me so much of Bilbo! “”It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.” 😀

  2. Ah yes, very nice, Raili. I think I’m generally heading in the direction that I think I should be going in, but on occasions I do find myself off the track somewhat. I’m still getting there though! 😀

  3. I love this – both the content and the principle behind it. Goals and life plans are often drawn up more for the aquisition of money than either spiritual fulfilment or pleasure. Let’s chuck out all pre-conceived ideas and go with the flow 🙂

  4. I love this. It’s certainly haunting and reflective. I had an incident yesterday as I sat typing, on my couch, with my dog in the living area. I heard plainly the voice of a woman. My dog cocked his ears. He heard it too. My son sitting across from us said, “no, he didn’t hear the voice.” So, I ignored it. Soon thereafter, the dog and I heard it again so I took my cell phone with an EVP app on it and turned it on. It is normally between 41 to 52. The thing was registering in the low 70’s. I knew the voice was present. We weren’t hearing things. Creepy

      1. Well, first of all, I’m almost deaf and hearing a voice without hearing aides on is unusual. When the dog heard it too, then I knew that it was real. Third when my son, with good hearing didn’t hear it, then it was creepy. He should have heard it as well. And it happened twice. So, that’s when the EVP was at my fingertips, and I was able to measure within a few seconds. It measured EVP’s. This time, I actually caught it on a measurable device…

      2. Good idea! It happened so quickly and I started questioning ‘was this real?’ But, next time, should she come back, I will try to be relaxed and ask her to speak slower and more clearly…

  5. R, I sense this happened, the girl is you, the experience is the forest, the voice is the forest. Am I close?

      1. You’re the spook not I, so I defer to your knowledge in this regard, though that was my take on it xo

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