The one that sings

Once in a vision
I came on some woods
And stood at a fork in the road
My choices were clear
Yet I froze with the fear
Of not knowing which way to go
One road was simple
Acceptance of life
The other road offered sweet peace
When I made my decision
My vision became my release….

“There are, it seems, two muses: the Muse of Inspiration, who gives us inarticulate visions and desires, and the Muse of Realization, who returns again and again to say “It is yet more difficult than you thought.” This is the muse of form. It may be then that form serves us best when it works as an obstruction, to baffle us and deflect our intended course. It may be that when we no longer know what to do, we have come to our real work — and when we no longer know which way to go, we have begun our real journey. The mind that is not baffled is not employed. The impeded stream is the one that sings.” — Wendell Berry via Kerrdelune

“As everything changes overnight, I praise the breaking of promises. Whatever love wants, it gets. Not next year, but now. I swear by the one who never says tomorrow, as the circle of the moon refuses to sell installments of light, it gives all that is has.” — Rumi

Choose what makes you happy this time, instead of what you think you’re supposed to do. We’re supposed to be happy in our lives. Settling for less will only make us unhappy, and if we are unhappy we cannot make the world any better. We can only release the light within us if we allow it to shine as brightly as possible, and that cannot happen if our souls are not rising and singing. We have to do what makes our souls sing. Sing as you travel over the obstacles in your path. — Me