Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂
( “I do not do, say or write something to been seen or heard… I do, say or write something because it needed to be done, said or written…” , no nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 )
“No road is too long for him who advances slowly and does not hurry, and no attainment is beyond his reach who equips himself with patience to achieve it.” Jean de La Bruyere
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road your trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and its turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When they might have won, had they stuck it out.
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victors cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when your hardest hit,
It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit!
“The greatest danger for most of us is not that our aim is too high and we miss it, but that it is too low and we reach it.” – Michel Angelo
It is a Tuesday here on the prairies, a quiet Tuesday… somewhat pleasant with light breeze..
The birds were singing and the backyard residents were scurrying about doing their daily errands… fed the fish for the first time this year with the water warming…
They survived the winter ok… while out and about briefly I saw the red maple tree were starting to bud…
Today may be a lull in before the storm as with spring in full force (thought may see a bit of winter next week) it brings the possibility of prairie thunderstorms and that possibility exists Thursday…
Hopefully the weather will hold off till Thursday or after… had another “storm” as the refrigerator stopped functioning over the weekend so have been busy saving food, ordering a new refrigerator and moving furniture around, clearing a path, etc. to get the old one out and ready for the new refrigerator to be delivered tomorrow, Wednesday… 🙂
Everyone’s life has a few storms over time, the important thing to remember is “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain”. 🙂 I often follow the advice of Hollianne Boucher….
Life Is Now….
Time flies, and memories fade.
People change and new friendships are made.
Only the true remain forever at our side.
Eventually the disappointment and pain will subside.
It is all about the journey and what has yet to come.
Life is what you make of it; you are what you’ve become.
Life is too short to hold onto regrets.
Forgiveness is key even though you may never forget.
Cherish the good and remove the bad.
Some people don’t realize till it’s gone what they’ve had.
Moving on is a way of life.
There will always be obstacles, pain, and strife.
You must believe that you are strong enough to fight.
You have to believe in yourself to do what is right.
Always do for YOU no matter what you do,
Because in the end the only one who has your back is you.
Never be afraid to take a stand,
And always be willing to lend a helping hand.
A little bit goes a long way.
All it takes is a smile to brighten someone’s day.
Your chance to live is now, so what are you waiting for?
The world is yours for the taking and so much more.
Endless possibilities are forever at your disposal.
The chance to live another day is life’s golden proposal.
Never let anyone tear you down,
And never let anyone steal your shine and make you frown.
So will you sit in the shadows and let darkness win again?
Or will you rise up and make the light your friend?
Like everyone else, I have one life to live, only I can live it, I will only get one try at it, so to know happiness I will have to live that life my way… and often times that will make me different… to choose between being different (and happy) or following the crowd, the answer is obvious… 🙂
I Believe I’d Like To Be Different Instead…
And why do I wish to be different, you may ask,
The freedom to choose, to explore, to learn a lot,
Dictated to by a prophet chained to a myth…. NOT
Maybe so everyone can shout and point at me,
And say, “Hey, he’s different”, don’t you see.
My mind is clear and open, gathering knowledge every day
My spirit is young, adventuresome and floating free,
Not confined by those social chains, no box, no mold for me
I am what I am, I am me, what I wish to be,
Perhaps that makes me different, don’t you see.
So my heart’s compass is pointed to the horizon
Sails set full, safe harbor fading in the distance, a faint glow to eye it seems
And with a pocket full of memories, on the horizon are my dreams
On down the path least traveled I will venture, with spirit free
Why the path least traveled?..well, I’m different, don’t you see.
(Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )
Well, I had better close for now, venture on down the path and perhaps get ready to dance in the rain “I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.” (Louisa May Alcott), but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂
What this world needs more of is music!.. “Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.” Plato
The hills are alive with the sound of music
With songs they have sung for a thousand years
The hills fill my heart with the sound of music
My heart wants to sing every song it hears
My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds
That rise from the lake to the trees
My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies
From a church on a breeze
To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over
Stones on its way
To sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray
I go to the hills when my heart is lonely
I know I will hear what I’ve heard before
My heart will be blessed with the sound of music
And I´ll sing once more