We Walk Our Own Path

We have not chosen the easy way. We are among those who walk their own path with no one to tell us when to wake up or what to do or how to do it. We must figure that out on our own.

We have not chosen the easy way. We are among those who have decided to listen to a different voice. The voice inside us. That voice that, when listened to, makes us feel calm and still and whole. But this voice is quiet. Far quieter than the screams and cackles of those who offer money and advice and guidance for our freedom. Unless we sit and listen we do not hear it. When we don’t hear it we wander. Afraid and alone. Until we walk into the arms of those outside us. Or connect again to that within us.

At times we may have doubts. The path is not worn and no signs mark its turns. We see around us worn paths. Packed hard by the trod of millions of feet. Why not we think? That path is clean — a well-lighted place. So we turn and walk upon it. But then we feel that dissonance. Perhaps we ignore it for a while. Slightly further up, we think. Slightly further up and we will feel whole, harmonious. Beyond that turn is what we’re looking for. But that turn brings no peace. For it is not ours. It was paved by others who did not have us in mind. Doubt might cloud our minds. “Why am I not like those who seem to walk so straight and easy?” And we close our eyes and walk on.