The Hidden Path

The sun hung low in the sky as I wandered through a dense grove of trees. The faint sound of water led me to a stream, its surface shimmering like liquid silver. There, a young woman sat cross-legged, her eyes closed in meditation.

“Join me,” she said without opening her eyes.

I hesitated, then sat beside her. The stream’s quiet babble seemed to echo her stillness.

“What brings you here?” I asked softly.

“I follow the Snake,” she replied.

Intrigued, I pressed further. “What does that mean to you?”

“The Snake teaches us to listen,” she said, her voice as calm as the water. “Not with our ears but with our hearts. It reveals what lies beneath the surface. In 2025, those who learn to listen will find the hidden path – the way forward in life, work, love.”

I gazed at the stream, its depths mysterious and unknowable. Her words felt like an invitation to explore not just the world but myself.