A dark woods

This morning I am sitting in my sunroom looking out the window at the rain (so, rainroom would be a more suitable name).  I don’t think there’s been more than 2 days in a row here in southern Michigan without rain.  I like it, but rain always brings its own worries with it.  Today, I am musing on the concept of the pathways of life.  I would imagine that if we were to turn around and look back at the paths we created along our life, that it would very much look like a system of river channels, branching out every so often as we make a choice at a crossroads.  Or it might look like a leaf.  Or a network of veins and vessels in a body.  Or…you get the picture.

I wonder what the consequences really are when we look back at our decisions and try really hard to imagine what life would be like if we had chosen differently.  Is there a reason we do this, or does it really serve no purpose but to create a stumbling block in front of us?  Think about it this way. Your life is a large forest, full of twists and turns and small deer paths.  Large meadows melt into shadowy woodsy parts. Streams and pools and raging rivers can be found everywhere, but you don’t always know they are there until you stumble into them.  The way ahead of you is dark, but everywhere you’ve been is alight.  You keep walking forward, but your head is turned around so you can see the light behind you, and every time you notice a fork in the road, you sigh wistfully and try to send some light down that path to see where it might have led.  Walking this way, you don’t notice what’s in front of you.  Predators are unseen until it’s too late, and so are the abundant joys found in the little pockets all along the way.  Unless you notice them out of the corner of your eye, *just* before it’s too late.

Many of us walk all along the pathways of our lives like this.  Are you one of these people?

About aletalane

I am a learner.
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