Which Route Do I Take?

Which Route Do I Take?

I’m driving on a street in the city.

Today there has been some construction, which wasn’t there the last time I traveled in this direction. But it’s the city and it’s summer and what is one way today isn’t necessarily the same way tomorrow.

I’m following two SUV’s. I also drive an SUV. 

There are  two lanes and in one is a huge piece of asphalt cut out of the pavement, then a gap follows where in the next lane there is another piece, the same size cut out. Each piece is a few inches deep.

The first SUV maneuvers through like a veteran contestant on “The Amazing Race” around the one section with the utmost precision  through the gap and on with their journey. The second SUV comes to an abrupt stop attempting to drive through the cut-out ever so slowly as to not cause damage to their vehicle. It’s focus, only on what is directly in front of them, not even entertaining an alternative route.

I am given the same choice.  I can take the hole in the pavement or I can move smoothly through the gap never having to slow my speed. 

Yes!! I choose the easier route! I leave the second SUV behind driving gingerly through the hole in the road.

It felt good to know I had grown to allow myself an easier experience. There would have been a time that I would have been the SUV that took the more difficult route, so entrenched in struggle. But no longer. Here I am in a “Yahoo” moment!

The reality inside the vehicle left behind was more than likely, where the driver was cursing the city for making their life difficult, rather than just realize they weren’t paying attention, yelling, “It’s not fair, bleep, bleep bleep and what the hell – another bleep!” But truthfully it is fair, because, all they are entertaining is what is wrong in their life and Life being the way it is honours what you give energy to. 

Hence they get the hole in the road.

It brought to mind a Tibetan piece about taking ownership of the holes in Life that we sometimes fall into.

1.  I walk down the street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk

I fall in

I am lost…I am hopeless.

It isn’t my fault.

It takes forever to find a way out.

2.  I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I pretend I don’t see it.

I fall in again.

I can’t believe I’m in the same place.

But it isn’t my fault.

It still takes a long time to get out.

3.  I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

 I see it is there.

 I still fall in…it’s a habit

 My eyes are open

 I know where I am

 It is my fault.

 I get out immediately.

4.  I walk down the same street.

 There is a deep hole in the sidewalk

 I walk around it.

5.  I walk down another street.



The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying, by; Sogyal Rinpoche 

Photos by; Marc Oliver Jodoin and Nicole Harrington, Unsplash.com 


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