This morning I woke up inspired by some travel photos of yogis out there in the world. As I caught myself going through the FOMO (Fear of Missing Out) abyss, I stopped myself immediately. On Fridays I like to feature others who practice yoga on my Instagram page and I stumbled across Adam Husler’s (@adhusyoga) page who is based in London and part of Boys of Yoga. He had a post of himself walking with his mat on the small streets of what seems to be an Islamic city.
My thought immediately went to my past. I found myself with thoughts of “I travelled to so many cities and missed all these opportunities for beautiful photos such as this”. That is when I paused and thought to myself, I have walked the road less travelled. I am grateful for the opportunities to having done so. The future is still ahead. So for that moment I was able to bring myself to the “now” and find the joys of the present moments. Very recently I had come across a quote by Dr. Steve Maraboli.
I channelled that in and carried on with my day. Poured myself some delicious Stumptown Coffee, packed my stuff and went to work.
Todays post inspired by Waldo Emerson’s The Road Not Taken.
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could.
To where it bent in the undergrowth,
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I —
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.