How Green was the Grass Where you Chose to Stand Alone?

This journey we have chosen to take was to see how green the grass was. We knew it was going to be difficult and that there were going to be dark forest that we would have to push through. We have become lost several times along the way and at moments we have even been blinded by the shadows of the world. We knew from the start that we must be persistent and become strong enough to cut the path for each of us to make it to the summit of this trek. We knew that one of us had to go forth ahead and clear the path of all hazards and make certain that the ground we would be standing on was capable of supporting all of us. We studied the map carefully and together drew out our route. This journey was not a selfish motivated separation, it was one that required suffering to ensure that others will have a chance to prosper.

This journey has become much more challenging than anyone would have expected. The path has become full of loose stones and exposed roots which has caused us to both lose our footing. One of us can see the direction we are to go and the other has decided to push through the thick branches in the direction they believe is the fastest way to the place they desire. We started this together even if we were many steps apart yet as we approach this false summit we find that we continue to choose our separate regardless of how much more difficult it becomes. Standing on this unsteady ground we see that the true summit is still so much more farther away. We also learn that your path has made you lose focus on what needed to be done and your goals have changed to what you want to be done. As it turns out this small summit you have chosen that is so far off course of our original point of interest only has enough room for one of us and the ground is not nearly as strong as the summit we were meant to climb which has more than enough room for all of us.

You have chosen to stand your ground and maybe you feel you will get what you want. I can try to stand alongside of you, however; there is no more room for anyone but yourself and I must think of the others who were waiting for us to tell them it was safe enough to travel and the ground was stable for us to grow. You have chosen your little spot in this world and it most certainly is all yours. Warning to all that pass that if they try to stand too long in your place they will certainly fall off the edge to the rocks below. Oh, the tragedy of this story that began with we and us and then you changed we to me where it may just end up with only you. Look up from your king’s mount on that false summit of yours if you can look up and please tell me if the grass if any greener where you stand. We almost gave all to take this journey and your desires have taken all that was left. Does it really matter now how green that grass ever was?



There are these moments when we wish to reach out to someone yet we don’t really know what to say or even how to begin. We struggle to find words but they for that moment are in our thoughts. We have been led to believe that something must be said and when we think long enough to put words to the thoughts we end up losing that motivation and commitment to reach out in the first place. In the end, no words are found and no thoughts are shared and that person whom caught our attention deep within our minds never knew we were even thinking about them.

Sometimes it isn’t really about saying anything and certainly it’s not about fabricating some meaningless conversation just to have something to say. Sure, there are times when words need to be said and those words need to be encouraging, but that is not necessary every time we communicate. If we were to give life advice in every passing the we should just start handing out fortune cookies because that endless advice will become meaningless if it is not from deep within and does not fit the situation at hand. Sometimes we as humans just need to know that others are thinking about us and they don’t need to say anything at all. Continue reading