The path less travelled

Those without dreams will never understand the process of making yours come true.

At a young age, I discovered my vision to look beyond the glass ceiling, and then I tried to break it. To my surprise, I found that it is very easy to upset people when you travel further than the confinement of their own limitations.

I have always considered the old to be wise, my late grandad was the wikipedia and google in my world, before that existed. He remembered dates, people and places with a memory so immaculate, that one could have mistaken him for a human time-machine. As a little girl, his stories would take me back to years before I was born, and his belief in me, launched me towards becoming the woman that would accomplish what only seemed impossible. It took me a while to recognize my potential, but thinking back, I realize that is all he could see every time he looked at me…

Right now, I am writing this blog with a crack in my heart and a crushed spirit because despite all the kindness I have used to build others through writing, I have not learned how to shield my own self from harsh words.

A bitter old lady told me that I shouldn’t be sitting at home doing nothing, and perhaps I would listen if only we shared the same vision. You see, while others hurry to join the rat race, I decided to take the quiet road… They call this the path less travelled, like Robert Frost described in The Road Not Taken.

The choices we make create the path we take – there will always be forks in the middle of the road and we will have no choice but to choose, often without any knowledge of what lies ahead, but this is what separates the dreamers from those without any dreams. Those who believe they have what it takes to bring their imagination to life, know it does not matter which path you take, as long as you don’t follow those with a rule book and directions to the same place.

“Th-th-that’s all, folks!”