Two Roads Before Me…

As I start this post, I’d like to share a little about myself. I grew up being a fan of literature. The characters, the plot and the twists; the feeling that resonated in me as I left the last page of a great story. The power that the “push and pull” of a world that had its own atmosphere and reality truly become to me, such an influence on how I perceive the world in which I live.

Although, I was always an even bigger fan of poetry. To me, a poet could tell a complete story in a few stanzas or merely within a few verses. The impact of the word choices a poet uses, whether as a brushstroke on a canvas or a scalpel in the hands of a lyrical surgeon, cutting deep into the soul. To me, carried so much more power than that used by a novelist. I also believe this is why I also prefer writing lyrics for music.

This is not to say that I don’t respect those who have composed larger pieces of written work. That is a whole different level of endurance. Perhaps I will one day attempt to tackle such a feat. Until that time, I tip my hat to those who take to the sea, facing the changing tides of inspiration, voice and story; in search of that beacon that leads them back to shore and brings their journey to an end.  However, I digress…

We are at all times faced with two roads before us. Every decision we make comes with such an opportunity to make a choice and the consequence of the same. There have been many different metaphors to illustrate this point throughout history and literature. I often think of “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost. A very insightful passage that I have often reflected on when I have faced what I feel is a significant decision. I have also shared this with those I mentor or have offered when asked for advice.

Let me ask you to reflect on those times when you were upon “Two roads diverged” before you. What drove you to choose the path that brought you here today? Of the consequence(s), did it find you in good favor or further from your destiny? As I am sure we have all at one time or another taken what we feel is the wrong path, how did you find your way back? Are you still searching for the way? Conversely, if you’ve been one to have had more favorable experiences, what have you learned? What is your plan for the day your luck runs out?

In my life I’ve had to make choices that I wish I was never presented with. To save a life or to take it? To love blissfully and unconditionally or to have let go without looking back? Then there are plenty of choices I eagerly look forward to making. Take a chance on myself or remain in the shadow of someone else’s success? Lead or be led? Grow or die?

We must learn from these opportunities. Step 1, it’s about ourselves. We need to assess and control our left and right-brain responses. You must master your mind and emotions if you are to make effective decisions; especially those that change the trajectory of your life. You must strive to achieve or gain inner peace, joy and positivity as your outcome. Remove everything else from the equation. Fear must be acknowledged and respected; not given control.

Step 2, we must have the courage to take action. There will be times when even the realization of having to make such a choice will be overwhelming. Dig deep within yourself and know that you are stronger than you are willing to admit at that moment. Remember, “As your heart still beats, so too will you keep moving forward.”

I would like to say that it will get easier; I’d be lying. There is significant growth and perspective that we receive as gifts from these experiences. Those who know how to accept them will thrive no matter the outcome. Although you must find strength in yourself first, you must create the environment in which you are meant to exist. Surround yourself with positive, supportive people and places to reinforce the choices you make. When you fear you’re on the verge of a relapse remember. Complete Step 1, then Step 2. Repeat as often as needed.

I would like to say that it will get easier; I’d be lying. There is significant growth and perspective that we receive as gifts from these experiences.
— The Fork in the Road