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
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..
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.
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…. 🙂