The Journey

The Journey

One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began,

though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice,

though the whole house began to tremble

and you felt the old tug at your ankles.

“Mend my life!” each voice cried. But you didn’t stop.

You knew what you had to do, though the wind pried

with its stiff fingers at the very foundations,

though their melancholy was terrible.

It was already late enough, and a wild night,

and the road full of fallen branches and stones.

But little by little, as you left their voices behind,

the stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds,

and there was a new voice

which you slowly recognized as your own,

that kept you company as you strode deeper and deeper into the world, determined to do the only thing you could do,

determined to save the only life you could save.

~Mary Oliver

“Pride is the worst of all toxins and the opposite force of humility. It takes hold of you in an instant and makes you a prisoner of the ego and the world around you. You might have millions of dollars, own five homes, employ two hundred people and think you are free because you are the boss, but you are probably a puppet of your pride, which requires you to have all that in order to feel that you have power and identity.” ~Caroline Myss