Living life, being different and dreams on the path least traveled…

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

“I have chosen to take the path leas traveled and it has made all the difference”…

Quietly sharing thoughts while exploring the world and the universe (no nominations please)….

“I do not look back very often, for there are too much in front of me I wish to see”…

“The one who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd. The one who walks alone, is likely to find himself in places no one has ever been.” Albert Einstein

Hello Diary,

A warm, humid cloudy day today, Alberto moving in this direction…more like weather in the land of ‘gators and big snakes, Florida or the Amazon… 🙂 work done, and with the iffy weather for rest of the week, decided I would pop in and leave some thoughts…

How warm and humid one would ask?.. Almost too warm and humid for this squirrel to eat, it had to lay down and eat… 🙂

Last weekend was a holiday weekend and the weekend tradition here was ham and beans…

In the past I would cook the ham and beans outdoors using a tripod, cast iron pot and wood fire.. Don’t use the tripod or the wood fire these days but I still use the cast iron pot as that is the only way to cook ham and beans, not only for flavor but using the cast iron pot also reduces any gas effect… 🙂

With the warm humid days and not as active, had a few moments to contemplate life and the living of it… I have noticed over time many unable to live the life they wish to because of the path they took, one that most everyone else takes, it appears to be the most safe and secure path but in reality it is not…

“Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.” Helen Keller

It is a path that is usually governed by people with closed minds and ideologies and a good number of people do not find the happiness they had hoped for… I, on the other hand, saw the light and took the path least traveled… I wrote a poem about it;

I awoke one morning, alone, in history’s past..
Left with a heart full of memories, a decision to make,
Confronted with two paths to my destiny..
Heart and mind to decide which one to take.

Take the one most traveled, the logical safe choice…
The one chosen by the multitudes..the human race,
Like sheep, following a path determined by another…
No self identity, all bearing the same face.

A path whose direction is chosen by a few
The rest to follow, ever so blind,
Their destiny not chosen by their own hand
Their fate determined, by a closed mind.

The other path less traveled, mysterious and unknown
Where one can be different, like me I confess,
Without fear of ridicule, bigotry and hate
A path filled with love… and happiness.

A path where one can follow ones dreams
An open mind to see what others do not,
To live a life guided by one’s heart
While the other path one cannot.

Decision made, with eyes on the horizon
It’s down the path least traveled I do venture,
Excitement fills the air, a smile on the face
Looking forward to a great adventure.

My fate is unknown, what lies ahead unsure
I do not know…. what my destiny will be,
But one thing will be certain, written in stone
I shall venture down that path …..being “ME“.
(penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Of course, the driving force that will help determine what I shall become, what awakes me every morning, in spite of any circumstances, to guide me through the day is my “secret garden” , my dreams… John Raines wrote a poem about dreams..

Dreams..
There’s a place where I go that no one else knows,
Where mysteries abound and excitement grows.
A place out of reach of any man’s hands,
Safely secluded in a far away land
Beyond the grasp of those who may plunder
The wealth of its power and its life changing wonder.
I go alone to my secret place, never leaving a trace
For someone to follow and discover my space
Where I keep my secrets, my fears, and my regrets
Away from the world and all of its threats.
It’s mine and mine alone!
The only place I can call my own.
I treasure the moments spent in this realm
Where anything is possible and I’m at the helm.
This place I describe is all that it seems …
It’s a magical place I call my dreams.
(John Raines)

Well, I had better close, have dreams to follow, rainbows to chase and get prepared for Alberto’s visit… 🙂 but I shall return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Keep following those dreams, right Sheryn Regis…. 🙂

Will they ever learn?… some thoughts on the path least traveled…

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..

“I have chosen to take the path leas traveled and it has made all the difference”…

Quietly sharing thoughts while exploring the world and the universe (no nominations please)….

“I do not look back very often, for there are too much in front of me I wish to see”…

“Life is one’s house, of what one will become, the accumulation of one’s efforts and takes time to build..everyday is a stone for the foundation of that house and part of the whole…don’t lose any sleep over stones that have been put in place, for they are now a memory, instead look forward and concentrate on what the house will finally become“.. Author Unknown

“The one who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd. The one who walks alone, is likely to find himself in places no one has ever been.” Albert Einstein

Hello Diary,

A quiet, pleasant Thursday morning to behold here on the prairies (the tree line on the horizon is 4 miles away)…

Shaping up to be a rather warm and humid next few days so spent the week taking care of laboring tasks so I will not have to do them in the heat… this coming weekend is Memorial Day weekend here in the USA.. A time set aside to remember the men and women who gave their lives in various conflicts… conflicts generally caused by closed minded, self-centered members of the human race (a good number of whom lack the courage to fight their own battles) and unwilling to compromise and settle differences in a peaceful manner… it is sad that a good number men and women died needlessly, some of who I served with….

Not only the service men and women, but those unfortunate mortals that, through no fault of their own, became victims in those conflicts, especially the children…children who will never know love or give love, who will never realize their dreams, because of mortals inhumane, uncivilized treatment of their fellow mortals…with all the knowledge that has been acquired over the centuries, it seems all the human race has done is update the “club”…

I, for one, not only give thought to the service men and women, but also the others who have sacrificed and paid a great price, especially the children… I have wrote two poems in history’s past, Diary, and I wish to share today…

For the children…

Maybe No More Children Will Die

I set here looking at the news
The powers wanted peace they say,
And while they spoke, bombs were dropped
60 children died that day!

What’s wrong with this idea?
Why not give PEACE a try,
Let’s give it a go, everyone
Maybe no more children will die

Smiles on their faces, while shaking hands
Arms deals for defense would come into play,
A bomb went off in a crowded market
10 children died that day.

What’s wrong with this idea?
Why not give a world without bombs a try,
Let’s give it a go, everyone
Maybe no more children will die

A war to end all wars, they said
Yet to war they always return,
Death, destruction, suffering and pain
Won’t they every learn?

What’s wrong with this idea?
Let’s give LEARNING a try,
Let’s give it a go, everyone
Maybe no more children will die.

Anger versus anger, hate versus hate
Seeds sown by war at home and away,
Starvation , sickness, a mother in tears
A 100 children died that day.

What’s wrong with this idea?
Why not give LOVE a try,
Let’s give it a go, everyone
Maybe no more children will die.
(penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller, 9-17-08)

And for the men and women (USA, British, Australia, Canada and others..)..

In Remembrance……

We were volunteers, one and all
So Noble.. Proud.. and Brave,
Did not know the reasons for war
Just a people from tyranny to save!

Glasses held high, we made an toast
Surely that Victory would rule the day!
While back at home, the voices of unrest
Not a kind word for us did they say.

Some could not vote, children were we
Some could not drink, but still our battle cry,
Even with all that we could not do
For us children, it was to do or die!

Vietnam was a hostile, violent land
The dangers, the horrors of war abound,
Whether the paddies of Vietnam or the fields of home,
Seemed for us, not a friend could be found.

But we proudly gave it our all, lads and lassies
Faced our destiny, with a hint of fear of tomorrow
Some to return to a mother’s joy
Some to return to a mother’s sorrow.

So should you be looking on today, lads and lassies..
One more toast, hold your glasses high,
To PEACE, HOPE and LOVE, may they long endure
CHEERS, LADDIES!!!.. And SEMPER FI

(penned on May 30, 2009 by; Sgt, Larry “Dutch” Woller
12th Marine Regiment
Vietnam, 1965–1966…)

Well, Diary, there are no conflicts here, all accepted as who they are and believe.. and I had better venture on down that path least traveled, there is a universe to explore and rainbows to find… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…. 🙂

Won’t they ever learn, one wonders??….

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Attitudes, Breakfast and being different on the path least traveled…

Diary from the path least traveled..

Quietly sharing thoughts while exploring the world and the universe (no nominations please)….

From the poem Journey of Self Discovery.;

I my setting on a journey of my own,
The mistakes I make shall be mine,
The regrets shall be my defined,
Its fall or rise,
Time will play a key role,
As Frost said,
I have an option of two paths ahead of me,
One pre decided by my ancestors,
less risky and challenging,
Other of my own,
I decide to take the less travelled one,
To mark on journey of my own.
(Illahi Bedi)

“The one who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd. The one who walks alone, is likely to find himself in places no one has ever been.” Albert Einstein

Hello Diary,

Got my chores and projects taken care of, it is a lovely spring day, so thought I would pop in (while listening to Andre Reiu) and leave some thoughts… have had some occasional rain but still pleasant weather and earlier this week thought I would plant my tomatoes that I had started inside some time back, if you remember… well, I decided to check on the plants yesterday and “HORRORS”, they looked like a cruise missile struck them!…

I glanced around to see if I could find the culprit responsible and spotted it trying to make a get-away on the high wire…

I thought I had the plants protected but apparently not good enough for a determined squirrel… now, I am a member of the human race, have a reasonable I.Q. so I should be able to outsmart a bushy tailed rodent with an attitude, right??

RIGHT???… 🙂 (the picture above has the rodent lying on the limb, knowing that I am watching him and daring me to step outside 🙂 ).. well, I may end up getting my tomatoes from the grocery but until then, it is replant the tomatoes and “game on”… 🙂 through helping my late wife, and others, deal with cancer, I found that tomatoes aid (not a cure) in dealing with cancer…also having a good breakfast, whether dealing with cancer or not… and I have had the good fortune of meeting someone here on WordPress that has written a book about breakfast.. Her name is Grace Okezie and the name of her book is; Breakfast Tour….

Not only does the book have some good advice but also some interesting examples of breakfast from other countries, which thanks to the internet I may try in the future…. Thank you Ms. Okezie for penning your thoughts so we may be able to read…. 🙂

Diary, I posted a picture of the book and myself to show you the book is real, I am real, I did purchase the book and plan to use it…far too many in cyberspace “talk the talk but don’t walk the walk”… in other words, they say the will or have done in order to promote a image but in actuality, they haven’t… that is not me so I guess that means I am different… 🙂

Being “different” in this world of closed minds is difficult and can be trying at times, but different I shall stay and enjoying every minute of it!!… it helps to be a free spirit with an open mind and heart in a mortal body… 🙂

I Am Different…

We may have the same eye’s
but I use mine differently

We may have the same heart
but I use mine differently

I’m Different cause I do things differently
I’m different cause I wear things differently

I may stand out differently in many ways
but I love it
and I love begin different

I Am Different
(Iesha Scales)

Different…..

How are we so “different”?
If “different” is just a thing.
If we all have certain features,
What does “different” bring?

People filled with hatred,
Can’t possibly see,
That there’s not really “differences”
Between you and me.

Looks can’t show “difference”,
If they’re just there to be seen.
If you don’t look like someone else,
Why are they so mean?

If being “different” is what is wrong,
I’d rather not be right.
And I’d want to finish living,
Doing the “different” fight.
(Vincen Tabatha)

Well, I had better close for now, Diary, exploring the world, the universe, turning over stones, smelling the roses and chasing rainbows are a never ending quest… 🙂 but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

There is a place for us “different” people, right Ms. Streisand??.. 🙂

Lilacs, pet rock, poetry and “IZ” on the path least traveled…

Diary from the path least traveled..

Quietly sharing thoughts while exploring the world and the universe (no nominations please)….

From the poem Journey of Self Discovery.;

I my setting on a journey of my own,
The mistakes I make shall be mine,
The regrets shall be my defined,
Its fall or rise,
Time will play a key role,
As Frost said,
I have an option of two paths ahead of me,
One pre decided by my ancestors,
less risky and challenging,
Other of my own,
I decide to take the less travelled one,
To mark on journey of my own.
(Illahi Bedi)

“The one who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd. The one who walks alone, is likely to find himself in places no one has ever been.” Albert Einstein

Hello Diary,

It is a Friday morning and the end of a busy week, bringing the outdoors out of its winter doldrums and preparing for summer…with the warmer temperatures and an occasional rain or two, there has been changes… if you remember the last blog I made mention of the lilac bush….

Well, here is that lilac bush today…what a difference a week makes…

And as I said, according to the saying “when lilacs bloom, it is time to go mushroom hunting” and I did, I ventured to the local grocery and they had a good selection and on sale…. 🙂 … I also have two areas that I refer to a wildflower areas where (while making sure the areas don’t become a nuisance) I let grow naturally, much to the delight of the backyard creatures… the first area is just coming to life and will soon be all green with flowers..

And a second area growing nicely….

Also decided to take a picture of my pet rock, Theodosopoulos…

Theo is the strong silent type and, unlike certain members of the human race, prefer to remain silent and appear stupid, rather than say something and remove all doubt… 🙂 …

With spring comes the blooms of not only flowers but of love on the path least traveled…by all creatures in their own way… a love that knows no bounds, distance or time… a love that knows no gender, race or ideology.. A love that is a special bond of the hearts of two creatures that, using the words of Felix Adler;

“Love is the expansion of two natures in such fashion that each include the other, each is enriched by the other.” Felix Adler

Far too often in today’s society, the word “love” is use too loosely and without sincerity and meaning… a world without love is a cold and dark world and as I view today’s world that cold and dark world is more and more becoming a possibility… I wrote a poem about love a few years back;

It’s evening here all is serene
Waiting for the sandman, my love,
Thoughts of you fill my mind and heart
While gazing at stars above.

Trying to find the elusive words
That will allow this mortal to say,
In a thousand ways, that I Love You
And will always do so, each and every day.

Thoughts of you are in my mind
My spirit, yea my very heart,
Can’t find all the words I’m looking for
Don’t even know where to start.

So this will have to do, my love
For now it’s the best I can do,
To tell you from the bottom of my heart
How much that I love you!

Our love without end
Through an eternity it will endure,
A love so wonderfully right
Beautiful and pure.

And know this, my beloved
As I did from the very start,
Your love will be locked forever
Inside this country boys heart!

(Penned by the hand guided by the heart of Larry “ Dutch” Woller, 5-24-08)

Well, better close for now and venture on down the path least traveled… me and “IZ” have some blue skies, flowers and rainbows to check out…but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Tulips, love and rainbows on the path least traveled…

Diary from the path least traveled..

From the poem Journey of Self Discovery.;

I my setting on a journey of my own,
The mistakes I make shall be mine,
The regrets shall be my defined,
Its fall or rise,
Time will play a key role,
As Frost said,
I have an option of two paths ahead of me,
One pre decided by my ancestors,
less risky and challenging,
Other of my own,
I decide to take the less travelled one,
To mark on journey of my own.
(Illahi Bedi)

“The one who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd. The one who walks alone, is likely to find himself in places no one has ever been.” Albert Einstein

Hello Diary,

It’s another Friday morning…. winter has passed on for the most part and with the pleasant weather the first part of the week, the yard and gardens are starting to grow… the lilac bush has just started to bud leaves being late this year…

Usually blooming first part of April and indicating the start of mushroom hunting season… while not quite as enjoyable, it is easier to go to the store to purchase them… the tulips were late this year also..

And discussing gardens brought to mind a poem I had penned…

Garden Flowers…

A bouquet of flowers from my garden,
Their beauty need not be told,
Their fragrance is soothing and lovely
A pleasant scent for one to behold.

They remind me of you, my love
Whose beauty from within you do share,
Sharing sunshine, understanding and laughter
Sowing the seeds of love and happiness in the air.

This bouquet was picked for you, my love
For coming into my world, my dear friend,
For giving sunshine, laughter, love and happiness
For which I know… will never end.
(Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller May 5, 2008)

With the pleasant weather the backyard, activity by the creatures accelerated also, so much so that this particular squirrel had to take a break…. 🙂

Returning to trivia/memories briefly, I were ask how I acquired the nickname of Dutch…well, trying to keep this brief (is that cheering I hear??? ), I am of German ancestry, my roots going back to far Western Germany that was once known as Prussia… I was born and raised here in the prairies in an area predominately settled by people of German ancestry and the area became affectionately known as “Dutch Flats”…
When I was in Vietnam, the USO had a program known as “PenPals” (this was before emails and texting) and I got connected with a family from Northern Illinois ( I and my late wife did meet them after I returned from Vietnam and continued to communicate with them)…..we shared information about ourselves and the children decided I needed a nickname so they started calling me Dutch… they would start sending letters with Dutch in the address and soon everyone in the unit were calling me Dutch, though I have rarely used the nickname that much personally… and that is how I got the nickname Dutch…. 🙂

Because it is spring, love is in full bloom and as you can tell love is laced in this blog… 🙂 thought I would share a poem that were penned by a friend of mine who had lived in Skendleby, England.. in her early years she was a writer for the paper and a poet (she was a distant cousin to Elizabeth Barrett Browning)… over the years we shared thoughts, poetry, etc….her pen name was Chris E. Clark and she passed away in 2014 at the age of 89…

The Man I Love!
He knows me
Better than I know myself!
And yet – in the World view of us –
We do not know each other!
.
He loves me!
(More than I love myself!)
And yet – as the World knows Love –
We’ve never touched each other!
.
He moves me!
As no other man has done;
Because – could the World’s eyes see –
Each of us IS the other!
.(penned by Chris E. Clark 10-8-2011)

Remember, Diary… just because you feel someone doesn’t love you as much as they should, doesn’t mean they do not love you with all that they have!!…

“Love is the expansion of two natures in such fashion that each include the other, each is enriched by the other”. Felix Adler

Better go now, finish the day and prepare for possible storms… venture on down the path Least traveled, every day an adventure, following the rainbow…but I shall return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Yes, Kermie and I are following the rainbow, getting to the end does not matter as much as all the life we witnessed while in search for the end of the rainbow…

Spring is here and change is coming on the path least traveled…

Diary from the path least traveled..

From the poem Journey of Self Discovery.;

I my setting on a journey of my own,
The mistakes I make shall be mine,
The regrets shall be my defined,
Its fall or rise,
Time will play a key role,
As Frost said,
I have an option of two paths ahead of me,
One pre decided by my ancestors,
less risky and challenging,
Other of my own,
I decide to take the less travelled one,
To mark on journey of my own.
(Illahi Bedi)

“The one who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd. The one who walks alone, is likely to find himself in places no one has ever been.” Albert Einstein

Hello Diary,

Another Wednesday morning, possible thunderstorms next few days, may not get online, thought I would pop in and share a few thoughts before finishing the day… spring is here and with it the time for mowing, taking care of the garden and other outdoor activities… thought I would share a handful of ways I do so, and while doing so, try to make the world, at least this part, a better world for those who may follow me in life…

First the mowing… there are many ways one can mow and at the same time protect the environment… my way is the use of a electric mower..

The mower is energy efficient and it does not use fossil fuel so there is no harmful chemicals released into the atmosphere and it reduces the dependency on fossil fuels… the same goes for my trusty weed eater…

It is battery power, energy efficient, light weight…again, no chemicals released into the atmosphere… when it comes to the leaves, I do not burn the leaves but use as mulch….

Again, I do not release harmful chemicals into the atmosphere, my neighbors do not have to deal with the smoke… it helps deal with the weeds and furnishes protection, food for creatures and when composted, returns nutrients to the soil…

When it comes to the sticks, branches, etc I do not burn them either… I stack them in a loose but neat fashion and birds and other creatures use the brush pile for protection from predators and the weather… here is a young rabbit who calls the brush pile home…

These are a few ways I attempt to help with the environment and the planet Earth, so future generations will have a pleasant world to live in… cannot depend on the leaders to accomplish anything because they are shackled by ideology, it is up to the people… what I do may not make a great deal of impact on things but I can go to my grave knowing that I tried… 🙂

“It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes short again and again, who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, and spends himself in a worthy cause, the man who at best knows achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.” – Theodore Roosevelt

Well, had better close and get on with the day, venture on down the path, living the adventure while eagerly exploring to see what is on the other side of the next curve… but I shall return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

In spite of the denial of others, change is coming… 🙂