When You’re Not Sure What’s Next…

Tonight, I sat in the quiet and asked Spirit, “What do I write about?”

The answer that came?

“Tell the truth.”

So here it is: I’m not entirely sure what’s next.

Not in my business. Not in my calling. Not in my calendar. The Great Goodness has been asking me to shift some things. To shift the focus of my work, to shift where my efforts are going.

And strangely, even miraculously, I’m okay with that.

It wasn’t always this way. I used to feel such urgency to figure it all out, to know the steps, to map it, control it, push it forward. My inner overachiever would have been panicking by now. But something has softened in me. Maybe it’s maturity. Maybe it’s faith. Maybe asking all of the questions and figuring it all out seems like way too much work right now.

Or maybe… I’ve come to trust the mystery. Maybe the Divine has showed me enough times that if I am willing to just do the next right thing- to just step into the next little patch of sunlight- that it will all work out. Even more than that, it will work out so much better than I could have planned for or created by my own efforts alone.

So even though there is some uncertainty, I still show up. I still listen. I still serve.

But I’ve stopped demanding that every next step arrive with a flashing sign.

Instead, I ask for the whisper.

The nudge.

The peaceful knowing.

I keep doing what’s mine to do. I light a candle. I send a prayer. I meet with clients. I rest when I need rest. I listen for my next assignment. I wait with curious devotion.

And this is the lesson, I think.

That uncertainty isn’t always a problem to solve.

Sometimes it’s an invitation to lean in, slow down, and breathe.

Because the truth is?

What’s next is always unfolding.

And Love never, ever stops showing up.