I think because I am a creative type with a mind full of ideas to help humanity that I've bounced around the career path like the little girl in this story, finding her way.
When we match up to our childhood book or look like our dog when we are out walking the pooch, it just seems eerily odd to me. Was it because I had read this book as a small child that the title Finding My Way, went into my brain and lodged into some sort of spot that holds the key to my life's walk?
On the fifth page of the book is the oddest statement.
Here it is:
In a dark green forest
The trees watch my walk
They make me ashamed
Of my own footprints
What would I have thought reading this book around the age of four or five? What small child knows what ashamed is? Why would I be ashamed of my footprints?
Shame is a powerful crippler of humans. To be ashamed of your footprints in a forest would mean you trashed the forest. You ruined it or dirtied it because it was so perfect and pure, and your footprints messed things up.
Green is my favorite color, but not dark green. I love trees and I take photos of them often and post them. I have things I'm ashamed of, as we all do. I'm only ashamed of my footprints if they hurt another. Otherwise it's my path, and mine is not shaped by a five year plan. It's the, finding my way plan.
She went through all kinds of travels and in the end of the book she finds her way home to her mother. Well, my mother is a successful startup. I am not searching for my birth mother. I take care of my birth mother, as she went blind in old age. I don't need to find my way to her. She cannot see and I help her see.
I need to find my way to humanity. I will go through every dark green forest, fear, physical pain,loneliness,happiness, rainstorm, to find you.
Keep Building Your Startups.
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