So often, we see the writing on the wall, yet we don’t show up cognizantly enough to READ it.
There it is in ALL it’s glory right before our eyes right HERE where the SOULution we seek is SCREAMING for us to discover through the din of our own self-imposed mental fog.
We fail to recognize that the total resources required to solve this enigma are ALL RIGHT HERE ALREADY. . . NOW!
We already know the right people who are, willing, able, and even EAGER to jump into this quagmire with us, yet we FREEZE – procrastinate and obsess over the fearful internal “objection” . . . Is THIS the RIGHT path to get us where we desire to go?
I think you already know your answer . . . Just notice the writing on the wall, Let Go, and LET’S GO!
The Road Not Taken
BY ROBERT FROST
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 and 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 and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”