Chosen paths...

"She sits across the table...the stained glass table and she cries to her friend 'why am I so alone?' he says oh baby...this is the path you have chosen" sang Stevie Nicks. Yet little did I know that I too, would wonder the very same thing.


The paths that we chose in our lives, the ones that lead us to complete ecstasy or utter disaster - did we indeed chose these paths? Or were they chosen for us?  And when we begin upon a new path, a new journey we set our sights upon that which has yet to be seen or manifested. But what happens when those very paths lead us to a place in our lives when we begin to wonder why? Why did we chose these paths? How did we get here and how do we leave? Do we simply find yet another path to follow or stay and see how it plays out?


The many paths I have chosen and walked upon, never led me to where I had hoped them to lead, yet always leading to yet another path to be chosen. And do we chose to go by different names, go to different places by choice alone? Some might say, "it was the hand of God", but whose God and why would God do such a thing?


I have walked many, many paths, some chosen some given. Yet never really getting to where my heart truly wants to be. And I still ask myself "why am I so alone"?


Because this is the path I have chosen...

She's a hero, you see...

January...

As I turned over the numbers on my block calendar, and pulled December out - January's block peeked out at me and something just clicked. As I pulled out January and placed it in its spot - it seemed so surreal, as if it had so much to say.

And what is it about January? Is it that we have a clean slate? That all of the year end drainage that turned into sludge has just fallen away? Why does it seem so shiny, so new? And what about resolutions? We make resolutions, most of us don't keep and yet we step into the world and find it more quiet, more peaceful. It is as if the sludge never existed and thus life born anew.

I like January - with all of the hope and new possibilities it brings. The time has come to plan and plant seeds that will bring forth great harvests in the spring, summer and fall.

I like January...