And I'm not talking about the band Journey although the title of this blog post could easily be on a flyer for any karaoke bar here in St. Louis...
No I'm talking about that path we all march on from birth to death... our journey.
Sometimes it crosses others, sometimes it merges, sometimes it veers right when others go left. The only consistent part is that you are still on it, on your path. Only you can walk it, dance it, run it, drive it. Sometimes we want to keep our journeys merged with other people's because it is more fun, more interesting, we love them or we are afraid to be alone on our own journey. But what do you do, how do you cope when the paths diverge and you weren't ready yet? Or you thought you weren't ready?
TRUST. Yep that little word. You must surrender to trust in your path. Sure, you can be sad that you won't be walking, dancing or running together anymore. Please, shed some tears too. Those are all good and necessary to healing and to seeing your way clearly on your own path again. Try your best to fight the urge to analyze under a microscope every step you made while on the merged path. Try your best to not be angry at your fellow sojourner who took the fork in the road which was only evident on his/her map. If you can allow yourself to trust that you are walking down the path exactly as it is supposed to be, you can look forward to all that you are about to encounter, and you can be grateful for all that you have already walked. Sometimes your paths will cross again or merge again and then that section of your journey(s) is even better than the first time. But sometimes they do not ever come into contact again, and you have to trust that that was just how it was meant to be.
I walk mine. You walk yours. Sometimes we walk it together.
Until our paths cross again, god speed...