There are a few times in your life that you will be very aware of the fact that a choice you’re about to make could potentially lead your life in a very different direction. Sometimes the choice can be really hard, and other times it’s as easy as breathing. And then there’s the times when you make small choices, unaware that they will define your future in so many ways.
The last week or so, I’ve been making some decisions, and I’ve changed a few things in my life. There’s also been a few new possibilities that’ve come up unexpected. I’m not making any decisions as of now that will immediately turn my life upside down, but I am about to make some that could alter the way my life is heading. Now we all know that nothing is set in stone when it comes to our future. It changes all of the time, but we travel on certain paths and sometimes when we meet crossroads, there are several paths available to us. We have no idea where they end up, but we can glimpse a little bit of the journey. I am now looking down a path that I was not expecting to come across right now, but I have to say that even though it makes a little nervous, the feeling of excitement is so much more present. I gaze down the path and I see so many options, and so many potential possibilities.
This might end up as nothing major, or maybe it changes everything!
I know I’m being very cryptic right now, and I’m sorry for that. But I can’t really tell you guys anything more at this moment. Even so, I really wanted to share what I’m experiencing and feeling 💛
I hope you’ve had a wonderful weekend, and that you keep your eyes open for those roads that you will later regret not walking. To be able to reach our goals, we have to take some risks, and trust that inner voice!
A Late Walk
When I go up through the mowing field,
The headless aftermath,
Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew,
Half closes the garden path.
And when I come to the garden ground,
The whir of sober birds
Up from the tangle of withered weeds
Is sadder than any words
A tree beside the wall stands bare,
But a leaf that lingered brown,
Disturbed, I doubt not, by my thought,
Comes softly rattling down.
I end not far from my going forth
By picking the faded blue
Of the last remaining aster flower
To carry again to you.
– Robert Frost
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
– Robert Frost
I’ve had a love for poetry since I was a little girl, but for some reason I haven’t read so much of it lately. But that is about to change. Everyday I’m going to find a new poem to share with you guys. Most of all it’s a journey for me, but I’d love it if you’d join me for the ride. And if you have any poets you love, please tell me 🙂
I start up with one of my all time favorites:
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow road
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth
Then took the other, just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear
Though as for that passing there
Had worn them really about the same
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden back
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.