Light at the End of the Tunnel

I was stranded on the same spot I got stranded numerous times before. It was dark with only a glimmer of light from a full moon. I tried to find my way back or forth but it seemed I just got myself lost again and again. At some point, I could not get a view of the only lighting that was in the area. 

I was unaccompanied and could not call for help as I could not catch a glimpse of anyone nor houses around. I could not see the few people I saw earlier, and it made me frightened. There was nobody to come to my rescue. To make matters worse, I did not have my phone with me. Why is it that I find myself in this place and alone?

You could just wonder how I got there and all by myself, being dark and getting stuck in the same area, I could call a small village, over and over. To be honest I don't have the answer. Other times I managed to get out sooner or later, but this time around it was taking much longer to find my way out of the deserted area. 

The cold was spearing through my tiny bones, and it made me feel numb and frozen. I could feel a shiver down my spine and my eyes covered in drops of water that craved to pour down my cheeks. 

The frostiness was weakening and denied me the capability to even think, leave alone moving, crying, or even uttering a word of prayer. At this point, I thought that all hope was gone. I just lay there in the cold waiting for my fate. I was helpless and all I could do was to watch what lays ahead. I had no strength left in me. 

I suddenly recalled the events of the previous occasions. At this moment, my brain was the only thing that seemed to recover its strength. I would follow the direction in which the light shone and I somehow managed to find my way through. This time, the light was so dim and when I followed it earlier, it was all in vain. The place was strange because how in the world do I land here, get stranded, and follow the direction of light to get out. 

The fear of not making it through was becoming intense and very loud. It made me traumatized and paralyzed at the moment. I even tried to get a hold of a cane to help me move, which was about one meter away but to no success. Every part of me, both physical parts and inner emotions betrayed and hurt my emotions and flaws. I despised me for being this weak. 

So many thoughts raced through my mind. I cursed myself for making a stupid decision that got me there. I swore never to bring myself here, no matter what happened back home. 

I don't know how long I lay on the cold ground, which had become warm by my weight, so I thought. I saw a strong flash of light that was blinding and lit up the utmost of the area. I smiled at the thought of the rescue. 

To my surprise, I got to my feet abruptly, as if nothing had happened. The cold and fear were gone and I felt energetic again. It was as if I was taking a rest and waiting for someone. 

I immediately rushed to where the light appeared from, sought assistance from the porch's owner. In no time, I was back on track and decided to never take that path but choose another when traveling to the destination I yearned to arrive. 

This is a symbolic story of how we often find ourselves stuck at different stages of life. We frequently find ourselves in the same dark spot, where we feel stranded, and as if it were our destiny. We constantly don't know what steps to take after struggling our way out. The truth is, these are temporary situations in our lives, no matter how severe it gets. They just come about to give us a lesson of priceless value. To help us become a new and improved version of ourselves. 

We often make decisions that lead us to a pit. This just shows us that there is a better way for us to follow. At times they just tell us not to give up. They are devastating moments but to get on, we need to seek our Creator's guidance. He brings light when we are in a tunnel. Remember every obstacle holds a new beginning. An opportunity to grow as a person and to reach our full potential. 

 This is an introduction to my series of blogs, aimed at journaling life and also intended to giving personal development teachings. It is also aimed at making life worth living. I believe I best describe things or situations through writing and so decided to start a blog. Writing is also gradually becoming a passion and a driving force behind all my actions. 

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