‘Walk The Path’
“No one saves us but ourselves.
No one can and no one may.
We ourselves must walk the path.”
– Buddha
‘Walk The Path’
“No one saves us but ourselves.
No one can and no one may.
We ourselves must walk the path.”
– Buddha
‘Unknown Destination’
The path to whatever is next in our lives stretches ahead.
The end of the track cannot be seen and there is no certainty as to what lies ahead.
We can be in trepidation of the unknown, but we can also be encouraged in our journey.
For we have already undertaken that hardest part of it.
Fear of leaving the known is usually greater than fear of the unknown.
And we do not arrive at “whatever next” without first stepping the track.
The pathway itself will provide the things we need, the tools, to reach the destination.
The journey, then, becomes as important as wherever we are moving to.
Christmas time.
‘Tis the season to be jolly! (it’s compulsory apparently)
Also, that time of the year when we look back on what transpired.
Lists are compiled in magazines and on websites of the “best of the year” in various fields and genres, to mark the achievements that signified the 360-odd days thus far.
Day by day, we tread our narrow path, in small steps.
Hindsight is a virtue alright, and as you, and I, look back at the path through the tunnel that was the year almost gone, I hope we reflect on happenings and memories with a wider, wiser viewpoint.
And that if we didn’t achieve all of our goals, there was progress rather than perfection.
Okay, we can turn back around now, and keep plodding on…
I am not generally an advocate for the straight and narrow in everything, because it can be boring as f**k, but there are those times in life when sticking to that path is a necessity to avoid sinking into, or further down, into the surrounding mire.
The tricky bit ,I suppose,is working out when you are in that place.
If you are,accept the strictures of the boardwalk over the mud and tide for awhile. Safety is, trust me,way better than self-destruction .
And if you have been on that path the whole time, maybe you need to jump off and get a little soaked and dirty…
“Life meanders in this way. Art gives us all kinds of images of this living path that goes where it is going in a series of incomplete circles.There is the serpent of knowledge in the garden, the twisting pathway through the maze, the caduceus, or staff, of Mercury, and there are the twisting branches of the tree of life.Living is a meandering pathway across the void.”
William Bridges, excerpt from ‘The Way Of Transition’