One doesn’t really know if the choices one makes are always the right ones, but there’s something to be said for making a difficult one, i.e., taking the road less traveled. Don’t know if that’s necessarily good, or right, or best, or even has that proverbial pot of gold at the end of it. Perhaps with hindsight, one can call it one way or the other. But, in the present moment, all one can do is make a choice. And of course, chance will do her thing, come what may.
So, may it be that we find the courage to seize the day, nay, to seize the moment, and take a good look at that fork in the road, and if it is the road less traveled that appeals to you, well, then take it. Otherwise, take the other one. Regardless, make your choice! With daring and conviction. You can always look back and dissect your decision later.
And as for Chance, well, I’ve heard that she favors the bold.
The Road Not Taken
– 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.
First published on Monday, November 3, 2008 in my private blog.
