Today, I want to share with you a short parable I've been working on for a few weeks. The idea was sparked by a friend's story about a man who really did decide to walk a path from Mississippi to Tennessee and became angry with the path, and the fallen log blocking it, until he realized that the path was just being the path.
The story was a tiny blip in my afternoon, but really resonated with me. I continued thinking about the path and how it related to the challenges I'm facing right now. By the end of my thought train, the path had come to symbolize much more for me than just a path.
I'm also trying this new thing where I record myself reading my writing and share it with you here. A big part of my writing process is reciting things out loud to myself, and I feel that sometimes hearing things aloud makes them resonate more. I would love to hear feedback on what you all think of this new component of these May I Muse posts!
Will be analyzing this poem next week, but wanted to give some time for you to sit with it and digest what it might mean for you. That's the beauty in art, written, spoken, or visual: it speaks to your soul and tells it what it needs to hear.
There once was a man
Who decided to walk a path up the mountain.
Midway through, he found himself angry at the path because it was taking so long to get where he wanted to go.
Then he came to a log
Blocking the path.
He became angry with the log as he made the effort to climb over it,
And was then even more angry at the path.
Then he realized:
The path was just being the path.
The log was just being the log.
How could he be angry with these things for being what they are?
It was not the path nor the log’s fault that his journey was so long.
Hadn’t he been the one who decided to travel the path in the first place?
The path will change.
You won’t always like it,
But the path is just being what it is.
To get to the top of the mountain,
You cannot go backward on the path.
You must go forward.
It’s natural to become frustrated
With the path.
But this is the path you chose,
And you will walk it.
If you try to sprint,
It won’t be sustained.
You must stop to catch your breath.
How long you must stop
Will depend on how hard you ran.
So stop sprinting
And start enjoying the path.
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