Snail's Path

Formerly a vulnerable and naive slug, I now identify as being a snail. 

Blindly forging ahead with my feelings, I now have a protective shell. A part of me has hardened from hurt, but now I can always be at home in my own body. Hanging out in the shadows of the undergrowth, safe from human harm, I make steady progress upwards, downwards and around - to where, I don't know. Patience - both my virtue and downfall is my constant. Slow moving but always going forward, I devour new information as I desire to grow. I may have left a few holes, some destruction in my path. I may have left some disappointed, confused and angry. I move in the quiet dark, undetected - I  prefer privacy, I crave change, I elect to travel solo. The path I’ve taken, invisible to most, undesirable to many - is recognized by a select few who have the power and perspective to see. It may be spiral, random and irrational, but it is my own. My adaptable, self-reliant movement - feeling as I go, crawling forward, I create my own steady, swirling snail path, making marks you may or may not see.

Beauty is Everywhere
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- Holly