Is your road a highway, a countryside gravel, an inner city black top? Or an Interstate through Los Angeles, a paved side street to no where? Or an unstable, sometimes muddy, dirt road? We all chose the road we wish to take in life. Some are handed would appear unfair situations such as paralysis and blindness. Yet again they seem to be able to also choose which road to ride thru life on. Take my son who lives in Los Angeles. He is from a small black top main street town in mid America. Although he dislikes the traffic jams in L.A. his life follows the fast pace highways he drives daily. I believe the stand stills in Los Angeles traffic have a great purpose. They slow those folks down for a minute o
r two. Most of us choose the fast highways during vacation times only. I do wonder what studies would say about my paved street heart vs the fast highway hearts. Probably nothing. We all acclimate to our situations....whether good or bad. I have had visions of what I call "My Road," and whose on it. I have seen a slanted road, I have seen a sunny road, and I have seen people on my road, some in wheelchairs on the not so safe graduated gravel edges which means they need some life support to get back on track. Sometimes its a family member, other times its a friend. My other son chooses no road....he allows the Universe to bring him "his" perfect road because he thinks only positive therefore it will happen. Sometimes we are on the big magnificent highway of life and it storms....blows the trees across our road, floods the rivers and takes our road under water or ever breaks it apart and it ends. Then what? There is always another road to take, always a Plan B, Highway 151, or a Plan C, County Road T, and so on to get you back to your main road. Its called a Life Detour. Those aren't so fun and after too many lightning strikes, floods, and detours, sometimes we start to drive a little slower and find the need to pull over to the side and just sit there for a bit. Like the battery needs a charge. It's not our road that stopped, its our SELF that stopped us.
r two. Most of us choose the fast highways during vacation times only. I do wonder what studies would say about my paved street heart vs the fast highway hearts. Probably nothing. We all acclimate to our situations....whether good or bad. I have had visions of what I call "My Road," and whose on it. I have seen a slanted road, I have seen a sunny road, and I have seen people on my road, some in wheelchairs on the not so safe graduated gravel edges which means they need some life support to get back on track. Sometimes its a family member, other times its a friend. My other son chooses no road....he allows the Universe to bring him "his" perfect road because he thinks only positive therefore it will happen. Sometimes we are on the big magnificent highway of life and it storms....blows the trees across our road, floods the rivers and takes our road under water or ever breaks it apart and it ends. Then what? There is always another road to take, always a Plan B, Highway 151, or a Plan C, County Road T, and so on to get you back to your main road. Its called a Life Detour. Those aren't so fun and after too many lightning strikes, floods, and detours, sometimes we start to drive a little slower and find the need to pull over to the side and just sit there for a bit. Like the battery needs a charge. It's not our road that stopped, its our SELF that stopped us. www.georgia.org/.../senoia_farm_dirt_road_lg.jpg
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