Next Step

Our lives are a series of steps. From the tentative baby steps one took as a child. To the zig-zaggy lopes of teen hood, to the measured moves of early adulthood, to the leaps and bounds in marriage and career, and in the maturing years of lives, the graceful glides.

For some , the road where the steps were taken, had been smooth; to others, bumpy, and to others still, unfinished. The steps continue.

In a series of steps, one must learn how to pause and rest. To take a look back and see the foot prints and foot patterns left.

Ahead, a sign may show up - no crossing, caution, beware slippery road, one way only, proceed at your own risk, slow down, end of road, detour, resume speed.

One must take heed of different signs, and take the prescribed step.

Speeding is always dangerous; one may lose control. Slow driving could be a hazard, too, especially down a stretch of highway where one has to merge with those already on the freeway.

Along the steps one takes in a journey, one may strip off excess baggage, start with a clean slate, or add on poundage. Others plod. Others need prodding.

The gut feeling - when faced with deciding moments - should not be ignored. To do so, one could learn later on, may be a big mistake. But if it happens, the walking must continue.

Move on. Take cautioned steps. Take bold steps. Whatever. The important thing to do is to take another step.

Being complacent leads one nowhere. The turtle crossed the finish line, after all.