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
We start out on an ethereal unseen road as we learn to become human. We learn to be human. We learn to sit up, then crawl, then walk then run. And some go further and learn to ski or skateboard or run races. They continue to learn and grow. They continue to get better. The focus on one area. They learn to excel in that area. They become the best they can be. Some excel and become athletes, some move to the top. Some get the Olympic Gold. Others stop at walking. That’s all they desire. Why do some continue to want to move forward and others stop. The field of choice is not important. We see it in every field of life. Some continue to move forward. Some reach a point and stop, why?
From the time of the ancient Greeks to the time of today and knowledge learned by neuro science and modern psychology, the thing we humans must do to realize our higher selves is to move forward always, and to move toward a goal. A vision that is larger than we presently see ourselves. When we pursue the highest peaks, the furthest stars we are happy. Happiness and feeling one with everything is achieved pursuing something. What that something is not as important as being inspired by it and moving towards it.
We are meant to continue on the road we found ourselves at birth. We came here for a reason. We came here to bring an ideal a vision from the other dimension of ourselves into this dimension. It is something you will find in your heart, not your head. For some it manifests as something they know they must do. It will be something they feel alive and energized by doing. It will be something they lose themselves in. Something that when they do it time stops, worries end and they are part of it and it is part of them.
Some get lost in painting. Some in sculpture, some in writing or seeking knowledge. It is different for every creative. The common connection is that they are creating. They are the creatives’. The ones that push the envelope and by doing so expand themselves and expand this world for all others.
Those who stop on the road of life and decide to stay right where they are do so because they fear venturing forward. They fear the future and fear the past. They feel if they can just stay right where they are holding on, not changing, they will be safe. But with a Universe that is built on change and a Universe that is always moving forward how can they be safe? Yet they try. And life blows over them. They become arrested in a time that has passed them by. They become rigid, then hard, and then life no longer pulses through them. They decay and then they die. Safety is found only in moving forward on life’s road to glory. The road to creativity. The road to knowledge. The road to truth, love, wisdom virtue. The road less traveled is the road of the creatives’. It is the road legacies and bodies of work are born on, the road to Arête.
This is an excerpt from my book in progress titled: