Road Less Traveled

Today I made a move that is the road less traveled.  It won't be the popular choice or the most understood by others.  I have mixed emotions about this move but it was one that I needed to make none the less.  As I reflect, I recognize there have been moments in my life where every part of me wanted to stay safe, stay comfortable, go with the familiar or comfortable option.  Not only the option that will keep me safe but will also not hurt, disrupt, anger, irritate others.  It is in those moments when something, probably God, propelled me forward anyway.  This time I decided.  I decided to make a move that I feel is best for me. Am I terrified? Beyond anything I can describe.  Do I have any part of the moment and future figured out?  No at all.  The only thing I know is there was a choice to be made and I made it.  I fully own the choice.  And for the first time in my life, I've made peace with the fact that only I matter in the choosing.  The choice was mine to make and I made it.  This day, or should I say this epiphany, reminds me of the Robert Frost poem, The Road Not Taken.  As I came upon the choice it was as if "two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both...".  As I do with most difficult decisions "and be one traveler, long I stood and looked down one as far as I could to where it bent in the undergrowth".  Not really wanting to make the choice at all.  But none the less "and I - I took the one less traveled by" and I know it will make all the difference! Selah Ashe