The Journey Is Necessary

I had to make a trip recently for my job, and to be honest, I wasn’t entirely excited about it.  Once arriving at the hotel though I instantly relaxed and gained a new energy for the task at hand.  I suppose it wasn’t the destination that caused me to fret, but the journey getting here.  I spoke to myself out loud, laughing at my immense cheesiness in clarity of thought.  Corny as it is, the idea is still nothing but truth.  It’s not our destinations that exhaust us, it’s the journeys it take to get there.

So much of my journey I’ve hated.  I’ve kicked and cried, fought entering counseling or doctor’s offices like a dog heading into a vet.  I’ve whined too much about the cold and worried too much about finances, but my destination has been wonderful.  I’m working in a beautiful area, with beautiful people, doing a beautiful thing – the journey I took to get here couldn’t be replaced by any other.  There is no faster plane or shorter route over the ocean.  The journey was necessary.  Such is the rest of life.  The journey is necessary.  Damn.

So many days we – ahem—I want to just hit the Fast Forward.  I grow impatient and weary.  I simply want to be THERE… not even really caring where there is.  I’m just tried of traveling through the healing and through the crap.  But alas, I pause and remind myself over and over… the journey is necessary… the journey is necessary… the journey is necessary…there would be no learning if it weren’t for the journey.  There would be no wisdom or appreciate of joy without a journey.  The journey is worth it… good or bad.

On a side note, this song entitled “Blank Page” by The Album Leaf is a great soundtrack to this whole messy journey that we’re all on. Enjoy (

May this blog serve as an education to those who do not yet know or understand the atrocities of trafficking and may it serve as an encouragement to those who understand it all too well.

(Post originally written 6/1/12)

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  1. Nik

     /  June 14, 2012

    I couldn’t help but think about you when I read this. Admittedly you are the cracked pot in the story but you are also such a blessing to others when from your reservoir you sprinkle your water of a caring nature on so, so many around you.

    An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck.

    One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.
    At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.

    For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water.

    Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments.

    But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.

    After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream.

    ‘I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.’

    The old woman smiled, ‘Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot’s side?’

    ‘That’s because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them.’

    For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table.

    Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house.’

    Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it’s the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding.

    You’ve just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.

    (And that includes looking at yourself during your own journey-my addition)

  2. Nik

     /  June 11, 2012

    I just listened to “Blank Page” and it really does have a sense of journey about it; a beautiful selection. Thank you for sharing. Unfortunately I can’t hang it on my wall as I’ve done a couple other of your poems/pieces which also do a beautiful job of depicting your journey.

  3. Nik

     /  June 11, 2012

    Your words could not be more true AND correct all to the same time. It doesn’t always work out to be so profound.


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