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Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Can't see the forest for the trees

Feeling lost?

Why is it that sometimes we just cannot see the bigger picture? Well, sometimes there is no clear path, and seemingly no hint of direction. And sometimes, we know that the well-worn path, plainly visible, will not lead us to where we ultimately want to be. That's when I look for the hidden path. I know that if I stop, and tune into my senses, I'll be able to perceive the way meant for me.

Usually, the hidden path is only revealed after a moment of disorientation, when I'm winded, and dizzied, and I feel the need to close my eyes for a moment and take in a deep breath. And I do. I wait for the calm remembering of myself before I open my eyes and see what the moment is truly offering me.

Two Roads Diverged in a Yellow Wood

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 took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference !

-- Robert Frost (1874–1963)

We need not fear the moment of disorientation when it comes, for it is always a gift. If I do I may block out those energies that can lead me to the hidden path, and the best direction in which to continue my journey. I may be aware of the fact that I am lost, but if I am afraid to admit and face that, I will certainly refuse to see the solution and the way to get to where I am meant to be.

The hidden path is an intimate understanding of one's place and value in the world. And as much as there is only one hidden path, everyone's path is different.

The Frost poem asks me to me contemplate if am I going in the right direction. What is the road that has led me to this moment? When did I lose the track? What do I not want to see? How did I fail to see and understand the larger principles? How did I get so lost?

Well, probably because I agreed to follow the well-worn path knowing full well just a few steps into the adventure that it would not lead me to where I wanted to be. But that's OK, that's the learning curve. The dead end. The moment of disorientation. It's the perfect catalyst for blazing my own trail, following my heart, and honoring my place and value in the world. Getting lost is my eye-opener.

And there's the hidden path!

Image credit: Feliciano Imaging


  1. Robert Frost is no longer fashionable but the poem you quoted has always been one of personal guidance and inspiration.

    One must explore many paths to find the correct one for your individual journey. The knowledge to recognize the right path does not come from rejection of all external influences but rather from a willingness to open the inner eyes, no matter how painful it may be.

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