All that is gold does not glitter, not all who wander are lost, the
old that are strong do not wither, deep roots are not reached by the
frost.~ J.R.R. Tolkien
I believe those words; even though they’re only a piece of the passage
and don’t quote it in its entirety. Many, many seasons of my life
have passed, and while there’s been bleak days, bad months, and even
an occasional terrifying year, I’ve always felt that there was
something else happening- just there; right where I can almost see it.
But not quite.
Is that, do you think, the feeling of hope that drives us to persevere
and continue when all we really want to do is “give it up”, “lay it
down”, “get a do-over”, “cash in the chips”? Call it whatever you
like, but I know whatever that feeling is, it’s alive and well in
me…and I am thankful for it every day…that’s what keeps it around.
And like any good thing, it likes to be appreciated and acknowledged.
I can’t remember the last time I felt “lost” or like I’d stumbled from
some imaginary “path”- why do people set themselves up to fail? As if
it’s a test and only the cool kids have the answers? How many of you
TRULY feel lost?
I don’t buy it. There’s no test, no secret password, no shortcut…I
can’t stand it when people act like they’ve one-upped somebody and are
now keeping score on the road to Spiritual Enlightenment. They’d be
better served by a daily dose of tolerance with a pinch of humility
thrown into their diet.
All roads lead to Rome, Witches.
Might as well enjoy the ride.
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