That old adage… Life is a journey, not a destination! Have you heard it? I have been pondering my own journey, my own path, of late.
Many of us start keen, enthusiastic, running and jumping through the years, none too concerned about potholes or hazards dismissed as temporary obstacles along my path. I tended to follow the path where it took me, not too concerned with the destination ahead. I wasn’t big on long term planning.
I discovered several paths that did not turn out to be thoroughfares at all; in fact, they were dead ends. Other paths required me to take a u-turn, and still others that were so filled with darkness that I turned, then ran from them, back towards the light.
Impending family responsibilities might allow you the luxury of a rethink of career objectives. Mostly this occurs around he birth of children, sometimes it is caring for elderly relatives. The sandwich generation.
Again and again, I have taken paths, convinced that my future destination lay ahead. Some time down the track, the journey became so arduous, the scenery so different to what I had envisaged, that once again I had to admit, this was not the right path for me.
Now, as I explore a new path, a divergent pathway, I hope, crossing my fingers that not only this path will be a more enlightened one, but that I will also grow stronger with the obstacles that inevitably arise with any new challenge. That I will not trip and fall, but rather will be content, handle and perhaps, better anticipate any problems.
I have learnt many things and enjoyed accumulating knowledge on all the past paths that I have tread. But would it have been better to be a virtuoso of one path, or adept at the many potholes of the few?
Have I bettered my experience or that of others for taking a multitude of paths?
In the end, we all reach the destination and the imprint in history will be the judge.
What about you?
Would you take a different path given your time again? Would a long term vision have sent you in a different direction?
Is Joseph Campbell on the money? In stumbling, we find our greatest treasure?
I am interested in hearing your thoughts.
Good luck on your journey and may our paths cross someday.
Marsha explores more of her destination and features more ponderings.