Moving To Texas

Life is transient.


There is nothing that stays the same, everything changes. As yogis we all know this, we even have a saying that “nothing is permanent other than the breath”; however recognizing and following through with change can be heartbreaking, and difficult.


With that being said, the last few weeks have been something of a whirlwind in my life; something focusing me to surrender, as well as to accept things as they come. As I have said before everything in life is a choice, however there are times in our lives when the universe aligns so perfect just to push us on that path we should go; and if we choose to accept that path, we then must surrender to the consequences, for good or bad, that will come from our decisions.


Five years ago the universe presented me with a fork in the road. To quote Robert Frost,


“Two paths 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.”


Essentially the Universe told me that either path I took would each lead me to where I needed to be; however each came with their own unique challenges.


At this point in my life five years ago I decided not to take the road less traveled. Rather I took the one with the better claim and continued to live out my life as it was. I knew that this path would have with it lots of stagnation, however I was not ready for the adventure that was being presented.


Those five years were pivotal to my growing process. Yes there was a period where I was stagnation. Yet I had to learn what that was like, I had to learn what it was, I had to learn that I did not want it; and, most importantly, I had to learn how to bring myself out of it and become self motivated.


After I got over the challenge of not being challenged, I found myself really reveling in self education; and had three years of expansive growth. I learned how to fend for myself by owning my own business, learned that I could work in a career that I chose, was rewarding, and most of all spiritual. Finally I learned that all the aspects of my adventure that scared me, were no more than shadows in the dark.


Still being that I was in this life for almost four years, I began to get comfortable. I found a life that I could lead, even if only being half alive within it. Little did I know that, like a switch going off in my head, this life would be changed and no longer a part of me. Letting go was difficult, and painful; but stepping into my path was something that I must do. Thinking that this life I built was permanent was my mistake, because everything changes, even ourselves.


Fast forward to three weeks ago, and yet again ‘The Road Not Taken’ started being recited to me by my guides. As the three weeks progressed, yet again the opportunity of my adventure was presented to me. It was presented to me on a sliver platter, in a way that would have been like winning the lottery. I leaped in, head first; and fell head over heels for the path I began to take.


“And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had 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 comeback.”


I chose the road less traveled. I had the rare opportunity to be offered another chance; and this time I was not going to miss it. At first I did have moments where my nature was overwhelmed. There was nothing too terrible that happened, in fact if you were to ask anyone I had landed all the best components, each taking others many years to obtain. Yet I had left my home, drove 20 hours across the country to a place I never had been, got a job with people I did not yet know, stepped away from four years of building something and burnt it to the ground. The mourning period had not even started, and here I was in a new chapter of my life, like the abrupt ending of a novel without closure and the sequel opens in a new universe.


As I found my feet, and the dust began to settle, I realized that I can never walk the path that was offered five years ago. I was anew, and I was better able to travel. I had learned that things could have only been so well off, if I had walked the way I did. I can never go back and live a life I did not chose; but I can once again find the deer path in the forest and veer off to find where I truly belong.


That was where the true sadness lay. I could never go back and take the path more traveled by. I could never find out what it would have been like to continue my life as it was, comfortable, reliable, and – most important – predictable. I know that life would not have been awful, but it would not have been something true. It would have been half of my soul starving, and the other half living a lonely existence.


Through it all I learned true surrender. I learned that if the fruits of my labor are not my own, and that I am truly not my own. If I am truly not my own, then all I have is to enjoy that which is around me in that present moment. I learned that everything is in a constant state of change. As things change, we can flow or we can sink. If we chose to stand up and take what the universe offers us, we must love the good and the bad, accept that not all things happen in the most positive way; but all things lead to where we need to be.


I leave you with this message of true growth and change.


“The Road Not Taken”

By Robert Frost


Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

An be the 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

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.


Practice in Peace and Love ❤

About 8petallotus

Here are the thoughts that hit me after everything is done and quiet, capturing the few moments of enlightenment between the grind and giving it a place to inspire. A place for yoga and divine inspiration.
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