I have two favorite passages from the Hobbit. One is about the road ahead, a poem.
The road goes ever on and on
Out from the gate where it began
Now far ahead the road has gone
And I must follow if I can.
I love this poem but I hate to travel. However, this poem speaks to me about life. Everyday brings us to a new opportunity for adventure. Some days the road is like the one in this picture. There it is ahead of me, open and straight. I don’t see surprises in this picture. Which isn’t to say there won’t be surprises. I can’t see very far ahead in this picture, and who knows what might dash into the road from the wooded area at the side. There is plenty of opportunity for surprises to enter the road in this picture.
Right now my life has settled into a busy, rather predictable routine. I like routine, but I like good surprises. And that brings me to the second of my favorite passages from the Hobbit, –another poem.
Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or secret gate
And though I oft have passed them by,
The time may come at last when I
Will take the hidden paths that run
East of the moon, west of the sun.
The secret gate intrigues me. The idea of a special place, a road that I’ve never taken that I often have passed by without noticing before, really appeals to me. Each day holds the suggestion that if I pay attention, if I look for it, I may notice that secret gate and a new path, a new opportunity, —and find it right here in my own home town area.
I’m ready to begin today’s journey. The path, the road, is waiting for me.