Follow your own path

 Follow your own path


As days go by, events will take place that dictate the direction of your life. Certain moments will be tougher than others. The tough moments make you want to turn back or follow the path of others, but what we don’t realize is that those hard moments create the person you are. The decisions you make when those difficult moments arise are the decisions that create your story. Following the advice of others or the idea of being comfortable will never allow you to continue moving on the journey that is life. 


I have been in situations where I hate my path. I want to do anything I can possibly do to jump ship. I want to speed up and get through the bad times. I began to realize that each moment we experience adds to the bigger picture. We are meant to go through what we go through so we can tell about it and grow from it. I spent too much time worrying about speeding up rather than just living my own life. I realized I must just follow my own path. Truth be told, my path is the only path I can follow. 


Learn to accept your journey. Learn to live your own life. Learn to live each moment aware that that very moment will never happen again. When we fail to appreciate the moments we are living, that is when we look back nostalgically longing for the past. We long for the moments that felt true and euphoric. Rather than living in the current, we relive these moments in our minds.


Discontent in our own paths leads to envy of others’. Envying others only leads to self-disappointment. We seek to live the lives that appeal to us, the lives that are exciting. We seek to follow the paths of others. This is useless. Their path will never allow you to discover your true meaning.


Follow your own path. Fight through the bad and enjoy the good. Become aware of each moment. Savor every second.


~Thank you for reading. My goal is to help teach others ways to better themselves while doing the same for myself. This is The Exploration.~


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