Our journey in life takes us across many paths that are paved with various textures. There’s the bumpy dirt paths that make us fall. There’s the ones paved in stones where the pebbles jab our feet, and we stub our toes. Sometimes our path leads us into waters of strong currents that pull and sway us every which way. Then there are the most painful ones paved in hot coals, and we wonder, how will I ever get across this? Then there’s the path made-up of soft green grass where it cushions your steps, and tickles your toes leaving you with the grittiness of its pleasures. The grass path is the one we want to come to at the end of all the others.
It’s difficult to believe in something you’ve never experienced. I think back at my bumpy, stony current driven, hot coal paths as a child, and wonder how I knew there was something waiting for me that was better than what I was experiencing. Then I see the few moments that stood out when I indeed felt a day or even a moment of what the beautiful grass laid path felt like. That was the goal and the hope I saw for my future. It’s like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz. We follow the beautifully laid yellow brick road until we come to the roads that have something to teach us about ourselves. What did she learn in the end? She learned that what she wanted had been within her all along.
We can never reach those beautiful grassy paths until we learn first what the difficult ones have to teach us. If we are on a continued rough terrine, it’s a sure sign that it’s time to stop in our tracks sit for a while, contemplate, pray, meditate and open up to what each difficult step is trying to show us. It’s in our reconnection with the source of life that we begin to see the grass in the horizon up ahead. What was it inside Dorothy that allowed her to see? It was in the click of the shoes, the “connection” they represented, that brought her home to the place of belonging. The place where Oneness and Love resides in each of us.