
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;
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,
Though 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.
Though 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 onto way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads onto 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.
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.
~ Robert Frost (1916)
What roads will you travel this new year? When you look back in twelve months, what will you be happy about? Proud of? What will you have accomplished? What new directions traveled? Conversations begun?
Time seems to evaporate, it moves so quickly. Make each moment count. Give yourself the gift of living from center. Have the conversation you've been putting off. Make the decision that's holding you back. Sort through each difficutl emotion and find the underlying gift. Free yourself of any "stuckness" that surrounds your relationships. Begin with a single step towards center.
Happy New Year!
Judy R.
