#brokenbutnotafraid 5

Walk your path

My sojourn in the Shashe valley in the past few weeks still continues to reveal lessons. I am grateful to the devices that allowed me to record as many photos that are now revealing a lot of lessons to me.

In the above image that I took on the dry Limpopo River bed near Sentinel Farm there are two deposits, elephant dung and faecal pellets from an impala.

From them I made a great number of observations.

  1. Both the elephant and impala ate grass but the elephant ate many times the weight of the impala as evidenced by the dung pile.
  2. Both crossed the dry riverbed in search of water and possibly more food.
  3. Both needed, possibly at the same time, to relive themselves so as to create space for more food and water.

I learnt a lesson here. Even if the impala ate a hundredth of what the elephant foraged , they both had lived and trekked across the same expanse river bed.

Even if the impala weighed enough to be equivalent to one ivory tusk of the elephant this did not stop it walking where the elaphant trudged.

Even if the impala took twenty dainty steps for every two the elephant took it did not stop the impala from reaching the river bank and crossing over.

So, it ain’t the grass amount, nor the giant steps but it is the resolve to beat the odds and keep going that wins the game.

I am not afraid of my tiny steps, I am no longer afraid of my resolve because I have learnt one great thing; Both the impala and elephant share the same amount of the gift of life.

Dainty steps, giant steps, mounds of grass, nibblings of grass, all that matters is to keep walking to cross the river bed in pursuit of greater goals.

I am not afraid to step where giants tread. I am no longer afraid of fear.

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