Road Trip
They say all roads lead to Rome.
Ok, so….
What road leads to you?
The You that you want,
the You that you need,
the You that you are already
(and may not know it)….
Ok, so….
What road leads to you?
The You that you want,
the You that you need,
the You that you are already
(and may not know it)….
Better be ready,
at least have some idea of
what makes you you,
makes you tick,
who you want to be
and why,
try to picture the path
your life will lead.
at least have some idea of
what makes you you,
makes you tick,
who you want to be
and why,
try to picture the path
your life will lead.
Even so,
how do you really know
what your life’s road will be,
what’s your destiny?
how do you really know
what your life’s road will be,
what’s your destiny?
Destination unknown?
Doesn’t have to be….
Doesn’t have to be….
What does it look like?
Is it straight and narrow,
or winding and curved?
Is it paved or cobbled,
or covered in dirt?
Is it straight and narrow,
or winding and curved?
Is it paved or cobbled,
or covered in dirt?
Where does it come from?
Where does it go?
How does it travel?
Too fast, or too slow?
Is it the “Road Less Travelled,”
or does everyone know?
How far must you take it
before you know?
When you drive
down the beach,
Are you ready to meet
The You that is waiting
for you to arrive?
Climb inside
and sit back,
inhale the salty,
sunny breeze
on your face,
tickle the truth
in this place,
in the now,
the familiar
that’s moving
around you
right by you
beyond you
yet through you.
Take it into you.
It’s all You….
On your way,
do you notice the scenery
as you drive on by--
the peaks, the valleys,
the seasons or greenery?
Or are you too busy
fiddling with the radio,
too distracted by trying
to get your groove on,
or figuring out
where to go next,
living your life by the clock,
paying
no
attention
whatsoever
to the beautiful
blurs that whizz and
whirl by in the moment.
Blink and you’ll miss it….
Get to know the You
that is you right now,
that’s in the here-and-now,
that feels real right now.
Up close and personal.
You and just you.
Feels comfy pajama’d,
feels lived in, easy in your skin,
feels like you feel right now.
Do you know what your
very own road tastes like?
Do you barrel down your road,
windows down,
head hanging out,
mouth wide open?
Is your mouth full
of grime and grit,
makes you hack up
saliva and spit?
Or is it rich like the
ground soaked with rain,
licking at your skin,
coaxing you to begin again,
to inhale the freshly cut,
crisp chlorophyll new,
hovering, flowering you to
sip your sweet nectar.
Does it taste like you knew it would--
the You you know and love
on the tip of your tongue?
What about the You
that’s not really you,
but has been, or,
might have been,
for just a little while?
Took a wrong turn here or
detour or dead-end there, or
went off the beaten path,
simply mucking around?
Been there, done that,
got a drawer full of T-shirts….
(I think we all have….)
Out of style now, dated,
Torn, ripped, and faded.
Moved on, up and
over-and-over as the
You-back-then turned into
the You-just-awhile-ago,
into the You that
you are right now,
growing, reaching and
stretching into the You
that you will be. Someday.
Eventually.
You can almost see, but
not
quite
yet.
Are you there yet?
Will you be?
Ever?
When will you get there?
Where is “there” anyway?
How will you know?
Going down the road
you travel, you learn to
love the ride, the road,
marvel at mirrored reflections
of sites seen, places been.
Open wide, dig inside,
unravel and get to know You,
feel you, taste you,
learn you, grow you.
You, the whole You, and
nothing but the You
as you go down
that path that you choose,
the way that you choose,
on your way to becoming
the You of all Yous.
Ok, so….
Which way do you go,
which way do you go now?
©2010 Eliza Jane Farley Gomez
Written by Eliza Jane Farley Gomez
October 11, 2010
Where does it go?
How does it travel?
Too fast, or too slow?
Is it the “Road Less Travelled,”
or does everyone know?
How far must you take it
before you know?
When you drive
down the beach,
Are you ready to meet
The You that is waiting
for you to arrive?
Climb inside
and sit back,
inhale the salty,
sunny breeze
on your face,
tickle the truth
in this place,
in the now,
the familiar
that’s moving
around you
right by you
beyond you
yet through you.
Take it into you.
It’s all You….
On your way,
do you notice the scenery
as you drive on by--
the peaks, the valleys,
the seasons or greenery?
Or are you too busy
fiddling with the radio,
too distracted by trying
to get your groove on,
or figuring out
where to go next,
living your life by the clock,
paying
no
attention
whatsoever
to the beautiful
blurs that whizz and
whirl by in the moment.
Blink and you’ll miss it….
Get to know the You
that is you right now,
that’s in the here-and-now,
that feels real right now.
Up close and personal.
You and just you.
Feels comfy pajama’d,
feels lived in, easy in your skin,
feels like you feel right now.
Do you know what your
very own road tastes like?
Do you barrel down your road,
windows down,
head hanging out,
mouth wide open?
Is your mouth full
of grime and grit,
makes you hack up
saliva and spit?
Or is it rich like the
ground soaked with rain,
licking at your skin,
coaxing you to begin again,
to inhale the freshly cut,
crisp chlorophyll new,
hovering, flowering you to
sip your sweet nectar.
Does it taste like you knew it would--
the You you know and love
on the tip of your tongue?
What about the You
that’s not really you,
but has been, or,
might have been,
for just a little while?
Took a wrong turn here or
detour or dead-end there, or
went off the beaten path,
simply mucking around?
Been there, done that,
got a drawer full of T-shirts….
(I think we all have….)
Out of style now, dated,
Torn, ripped, and faded.
Moved on, up and
over-and-over as the
You-back-then turned into
the You-just-awhile-ago,
into the You that
you are right now,
growing, reaching and
stretching into the You
that you will be. Someday.
Eventually.
You can almost see, but
not
quite
yet.
Are you there yet?
Will you be?
Ever?
When will you get there?
Where is “there” anyway?
How will you know?
Going down the road
you travel, you learn to
love the ride, the road,
marvel at mirrored reflections
of sites seen, places been.
Open wide, dig inside,
unravel and get to know You,
feel you, taste you,
learn you, grow you.
You, the whole You, and
nothing but the You
as you go down
that path that you choose,
the way that you choose,
on your way to becoming
the You of all Yous.
Ok, so….
Which way do you go,
which way do you go now?
©2010 Eliza Jane Farley Gomez
Written by Eliza Jane Farley Gomez
October 11, 2010
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