The past few months have been symbolic, both literally and figuratively, of running down paths without knowing where they will lead. I'm decidedly calling it pleasure and creative research.

I'd find myself running up and down trails in Germany where the road would split and it wasn't clear to me where to go next.

One would think that running wouldn't feel stressful or that it's easy to run on trails because you simply follow the markers.

But sometimes the markers aren't easy to read.

Sometimes you want to go into the woods and off the main path and it's not clear how you enter the forest, how long this particular path is (if it's a path at all) and if it is a path, are you prepared enough to run the full thing? Do you have enough water, time (is the sun setting), or the proper shoes?

Once I decided it didn't much matter which way I went, and gave myself permission to turn around if need be, I began to feel more at ease with "making the wrong decision".

There's a life inside you, a universe speaking, singing, stomping, hell, at this point maybe even dancing. But you won't hear her if you don't turn down the noise in your life.

Quiet the pandemonium.

Learn to be still, if only for a second (tweet).

Discover the real you behind the ideas, notions and limitation our minds subscribe to.

You don't need to travel to Europe or to Costa Rica to embark on such a journey in your own life. You can do it right now, right here, with me, today.