Round, like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever spinning reel
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it’s face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
-Sting \u201cwindmills of your mind\u201d
I\u2019ve been here before. Know what I mean? It\u2019s not exactly d\u00e9j\u00e0 vu, but I\u2019ve seen this patch of land before. I\u2019m travelling through life and I think I\u2019m making progress. I must be! Time has passed and I\u2019ve been working towards things as I\u2019ve been going forward.
And I find myself in a place I\u2019ve been before.
What is happening? Am I traveling in a circle? Have I been misguided this whole time?
Panic and hopeless sets in. Was all this for nothing?
No help for it now. This is where I am like it or not. I have to come to grips with where I\u2019m am now regardless of how it makes me feel.
I remember the Sting song quoted above. Am I really in the same place or is it just a mind trick?
It can take a long time and a lot of effort to get back to *almost* the same spot. I know this from the many labyrinths I\u2019ve walked throught. Somewhere in the middle I will be sure I\u2019m getting nowhere.
The trick is not to stop. There may be a long way to go, it may be just around the corner. I will never know If I don\u2019t keep walking.
It takes faith
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