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following true north
ponderings along the path
I always thought that "True North" meant .... well, true North. The arrow on a compass guiding sailors safely home. A constant in a revolving world. It was such a reassuring idea. Then I learned that a compass will only show magnetic north. Although useful, it is not constant, or unchangeable, or necessarily true. And where does that leave us?
I believe it leaves us with the guides that were here before compasses and maps.
The sun, the moon, the stars and our intuition. They remain. They are true.
They are waiting for us to look and ask for direction.
The meaning of true North may be different for each of us.
For me, it is the direction I choose which makes me feel true to myself,
makes me feel balanced, makes me feel like I am moving forward.... maybe north?