As young children my brother and I worked with a speech therapist on articulation. These sessions with Mrs. Philips represent some of my earliest memories as a child. Walking to the front door of a small white Colonial house, holding Henry’s hand, and spending many hours exercising our lips, we learned to speak clearly.
Sometimes I’m still asked today to slowly repeat my words. Nevertheless in hopes of inspiring you to meet life where it is and with my best pronunciation possible in this week’s blog, I’ve recorded an audio of Robert Frost’s poem, The Road Not Taken!
While the world exists at a crossroads of suffering and love, sorrow and strength, we have a choice: to bring our gifts forward. As author, Stephen Cope, suggests, “What Frost makes clear in his poem is that the act of choosing is the most important thing. The act of moving forward is what matters.”* What is it that perhaps you’re not choosing? What path might you take now that feels similar yet different? Each of us has a unique calling. Grab hold and share!
Listen to the poem HERE.
The Road Not Taken
BY ROBERT FROST
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
*pg. 85, The Great Work of Your Life by Stephen Cope, 2012