Start moving your feet.

For years I felt like a statue at rest. I was frustrated that people weren't coming to admire me. I was sculpted into art and yet only a few folks would happen upon me. After decades of standing still I realized I was not actually a statue. This sounds crazy right? Of course I'm not a piece of art yet something had actually frozen me. 

One day I got scared that I would die if I didn't start to move. Slowly I began to wiggle and light began to shine through the cracks. A friend told me to move my feet. I didn't know what she meant. Which direction? How? I didn't know so I just started to move them.

Those feet of mine took me in circles mostly. Then they took me on drunken cow paths and through some crazy wetlands and deserts.

Today my feet took me to a closing table where a single mom of a college age kid became a homeowner for the first time. She had been moving her feet too! Thank you feet!

If you feel stuck, start moving your feet. It doesn't matter what direction you move them in, you'll figure it out.