Carriage Road - Acadia National Park |
The Road Taken
After he died
I tried to keep going,
but eventually I simply could not.
The road I was traveling
became impassable,
and I turned to head a different way.
This has not been easy,
requiring courage and determination
that I now see are strengths for me.
I remember walking and wondering,
looking toward the distant mountains,
realizing that I needed to explore within.
I didn’t know how much work this would be,
what it really even meant,
or where it would take me.
But, from a place deep down inside
my hurting self,
there emerged a wisdom
that I knew to follow.
I chose a different road.
Now, all these years later,
I’m so glad I did.
The road taken
has been one of sorrow and joy,
confusion and understanding,
fear and love,
pain and release.
It continues to take me to places
that provide what I need
to heal and find peace
at the time when I am ready.
I reap rewards,
feel freedom,
access the abundance
of me.
I look forward
to where else the road taken
might lead.
After he died
I tried to keep going,
but eventually I simply could not.
The road I was traveling
became impassable,
and I turned to head a different way.
This has not been easy,
requiring courage and determination
that I now see are strengths for me.
I remember walking and wondering,
looking toward the distant mountains,
realizing that I needed to explore within.
I didn’t know how much work this would be,
what it really even meant,
or where it would take me.
But, from a place deep down inside
my hurting self,
there emerged a wisdom
that I knew to follow.
I chose a different road.
Now, all these years later,
I’m so glad I did.
The road taken
has been one of sorrow and joy,
confusion and understanding,
fear and love,
pain and release.
It continues to take me to places
that provide what I need
to heal and find peace
at the time when I am ready.
I reap rewards,
feel freedom,
access the abundance
of me.
I look forward
to where else the road taken
might lead.
Sarah Carlson
October 26, 2017
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