Spread 193 – Fork In The Road December 19, 2012Posted by Orly in Uncategorized.
A few days ago I found myself saying to myself, if you feel stagnant Orly, you should feel happy. I said that because by now I have the inner knowing that from now and here, where I stand still, I should be able to see the fork in my road, the promises, the latent. I know by now that it is only when I stand still, not move, and when nothing is blurry, that a tranquil horizontal line in the far distance is clearly visible and anticipates my arrival. I also know that it is not only visible but attainable. Only when I stand here alone, feeling somewhat lonely, stuck, and motionless, that I can start walking an enchanted walk from here to there, welcoming who ever and what ever awaits for me along my trek.
I had these thoughts on my mind while choosing my journal pages to post today, and then I found this very illuminating (-: quote in a cook book I casually looked in, a quote by chef Inaki Aizpitarte: “I always try to hitchhike from my balcony but it never works.”