There are moments in life when everything feels uncertain, when we question our direction, our choices, even the purpose behind what we do. We try to move forward, but the road blurs, and every step feels heavy. In those times, patience becomes more than waiting; it becomes a form of faith.
Patience is trusting that life unfolds in its own rhythm, even when we can’t yet see the pattern. It’s learning to stay calm inside the storm, to keep walking without losing the softness of the heart.
Honesty plays a quiet, powerful role in this. To be honest with ourselves – about what hurts, what we desire, what we’ve outgrown – is not always comfortable, but it is liberating. Truth clears the fog. It helps us make peace with what is, rather than being lost in what could have been.
Faith, in this sense, is not about perfection or certainty. It is about trust: a deep, unshakable knowing that love and clarity live beneath all confusion. Faith reminds us that what is meant for us will find its way, in its own time, if we keep our hearts clear and our intentions kind.
Even in the darkest moments, there is light that never leaves us. Sometimes we see it through the people who care, through a piece of art, through silence that holds us gently. And sometimes, we only find it after the storm has passed, when we look back and realise we were never truly lost.
So we stay patient. We stay honest. We keep faith in love, in ourselves, and in the unseen paths that are quietly guiding us home.
Felt, Paint & Reflection 