There are mornings when you wake up and feel the shift. Not a dramatic upheaval but a subtle awareness that life is quietly rearranging itself. That was Friday in the Bay Area. A new city. Dim morning light. A shower while everyone else slept. It felt like transition. The kind of transition Isaiah 43:19 promises, where God does a new thing long before you can articulate it.
Breakfast was simple. Someone else had already started cooking. It reminded me that community often happens in the small gestures. The day unfolded easily after that, and the more we walked, the more I felt an internal compass turning toward the life I am building.
Where the Present Meets Possibility
The Presidio was cold and beautiful. The Golden Gate stood like a reminder that strength does not always feel loud. The Palace of Fine Arts greeted us with its calm arches and still water. We walked for hours.
Walking clears my mind. It stirs vision. It reveals desire. As I moved through the city, I felt a quiet pull toward the future God is shaping for me.
I want a life that feels expansive.
A life filled with creativity, travel, faith, and purpose.
A life where my books reach people long after I am gone.
A life where health and spiritual alignment support everything I dream of.
It reminded me of a quote by Octavia Butler, who said that habit and persistence shape destiny more than luck ever will. I felt that truth settling inside me as I looked out at the Bay.
Steps That Point Forward
Lunch in Tiburon was simple and perfect. A lobster roll. Clam chowder. Cold wind brushing my face. Looking out at the marina, I felt certain that I am meant for wider horizons than the ones I currently occupy.
Later, wandering through the Festival of Lights, the displays glowed like a metaphor for the season I am in. Light takes many forms. Sometimes it is divine. Sometimes emotional. Sometimes it is the realization that your future is not a fixed structure. You get to rebuild, refine, and begin again whenever you choose.
On the drive back, I fell asleep and woke with a soft awareness settling over me. This is not a chapter of drifting. It is a chapter of shifting. The kind that prepares you for what is next. Romans 12:2 echoed in my mind, reminding me that transformation begins with renewal, not arrival.
I showered and slipped into bed with the sense that the life I want is no longer a distant dream. It is forming. And my steps are starting to match it.
Soul Insights
1. Transition often feels subtle, not dramatic.
I used to think major life shifts came with fireworks. Instead, they often arrive quietly. Friday felt like a whisper from God that something new is emerging. When you feel the pull, lean into it. It usually signals growth.
2. Walking reveals what the heart wants.
Movement clears mental clutter and brings clarity. As I walked through the city, my dreams rose to the surface with a calm honesty. It reminded me that desire is not selfish. Desire often points to calling.
3. Vision grows in everyday moments.
It was not a grand spiritual retreat. It was breakfast, cold air, bridges, and water. God speaks through simplicity because simplicity gives the heart room to breathe. Philippians 1:6 reminds us that He finishes what He starts, even in quiet places.
4. The future expands as you do.
The marina in Tiburon reminded me that my life can grow beyond its current boundaries. Not because I am unsatisfied but because expansion is natural when you walk closely with God. Internal growth always precedes external change.
5. You are allowed to begin again anytime.
The Festival of Lights made this truth feel real. Light is movement. Light is choice. Light is renewal. You can pivot, shift, dream again, and redesign your path. The permission was always yours.
Final Thoughts
I ended the day with tired legs and an awakened spirit. This season is not about rushing toward the future. It is about aligning with it. I am walking toward a life defined by purpose, creativity, and faith. And every step, no matter how simple, is part of the unfolding.
Your Turn
Ask yourself what your next chapter is quietly trying to tell you. Where is God pulling your attention? What dream is rising again? Write it down, pray over it, and take one small step toward it this week.
By the way…
While you’re here, I’d love for you to explore my book 17 Syllables of Me and visit my website, SoulPath Insights.
Thank you for taking the time to read! 🤗
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