It’s been about a year since I began to “wake up”. Really wake up. I have been on my own spiritual path for almost 10 years now, but just recently have I really began to open my eyes to things seen & unseen. And moreso, to look within. To really sit with yourself & go within causes one to really be present with their past & present. For me, this is painful. But it is also liberating, scary at times, inspirational, transformational, revolutionary, & sometimes even joyful.
I wanted to start a blog to record my journey, just as it is. My spiritual path, my experiences, my dreams, thoughts, feelings… whatever may come up. But this is also my life, my soul; completely raw & stripped. This is a record of my healing journey & all of the rives & valleys I may venture through. I am realizing more & more that it isn’t about the destination. In a way, I don’t think there is one, because we’re always moving, always changing, & always flowing.
It’s about the journey. It’s about the road we travel on & the lessons we learn along the way. I have definitely taken a path less traveled by. And it has certainly made all the difference.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
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, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy & wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there,
Had worn them really about the same.
And both that morning equally lay,
In leaves no step had trodden black,
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 & ages hence;
Two roads diverged in a wood & I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
— Robert Frost