footpath
“I’d rather explore life on my own and get lost a thousand times than follow someone else’s beautifully landscaped path.”
One of my own facebook quips, after a day that felt like everyone in the world was telling me the best path in life, seemingly claiming to have all the answers.
I’ve always walked the path less traveled, always been on the outside looking in, always fallen just shy of fitting into any group, or being in any loop. It has never been about answers for me, but always, the questions.
And the questions can only be found by living them, getting dirt under your nails and scrapes on your knees, tripping blindly through the dark on the way to nowhere, wandering alone and lost in a wilderness of possibility.
Do I ever get lonely? Sometimes. Though probably not as often as I should.
Do I reach out to take an offered hand when I stumble and fall down? Absolutely. And if, by chance, there is no one there to offer that hand, I get up anyway, and keep on walking.
Mystery and wonder are always there to greet me, one on either side.
The path of the introvert is the path that’s chosen me.
The path of wonderfully, magically always just a little bit lost is the path that I have chosen.
And despite the drawbacks, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Besides, I couldn’t find my way out of here if I tried.
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Reverb 12/Cultivate 2012:
Sometimes the best path chooses you. — Patrick Rhone
What path chose you this year??
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December 2nd, 2012 at 9:31 am
“wilderness of possibility” I LOVE that – so true. So beautiful – as always. I always have taken the little deer paths that turn and switch through the trees – meandering here and there – rather than the main path. Those little trails are far more fun – both in the woods and in life.
December 2nd, 2012 at 10:01 am
Lovely; lost on the part where there is no path; that’s where you are sure to see what you haven’t seen before. I’ll see you there.
December 2nd, 2012 at 11:51 am
..fitting in is overrated. it is not often our ‘path’. finding ones own self is the key. alone? nothing wrong with a solitary time. i believe my true self shines thru in those times.
as usual Mrs. M., outstanding words.
tilda
December 2nd, 2012 at 11:59 am
Lovely, lovely words.
“Do I ever get lonely? Sometimes. Though probably not as often as I should.”
I think this often. And, then shrug my shoulders and wrap myself back up in my blanket of contentment that I am who I am meant to be.
December 2nd, 2012 at 12:31 pm
Perfect image! So glad you wouldn’t have it any other way!
December 2nd, 2012 at 1:25 pm
What a lovely path. The path with extra brush and branches has so much more to offer than the pristine path that so many others have already trodden.
December 2nd, 2012 at 2:32 pm
Love this, it’s another of those times when it feels like you pluck the words right out of my mouth.
December 2nd, 2012 at 7:01 pm
Feeling lost sometimes is how we find ourselves best. I love this.
December 2nd, 2012 at 8:12 pm
Bravo!!!
December 2nd, 2012 at 9:24 pm
the questions can only be found by living them, getting dirt under your nails and scrapes on your knees, tripping blindly through the dark on the way to nowhere, wandering alone and lost in a wilderness of possibility….i love that bit…there is a lot of truth in it…and it is life…this year saw quite a bit of change for me…a job i was comfortable in stripped away and starting a new journey…sometimes it only makes sense in retro you know…smiles.
December 4th, 2012 at 8:13 pm
So beautiful, so honest. So grateful for it.