“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel” (Maya Angelou) on the path least traveled..

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 🙂 )

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

Hello Diary,

Taking a brief break in the day..it is a gloomy, rainy morning….

With possible snow tomorrow, but here on the path we are not worried, the backyard residence have been feed and now using the warmth of the trees and structures…

I have my wine..

I have my library…

And I have my tea..

And neither rain, nor sleet, nor gloom of night, no closed minded ideology
I am going down the path being me.. 🙂

And if I am going to enjoy that wine, tea and library I had better close for now.. But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Remember, Diary, no matter the challenges that lie ahead “Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly.” (Langston Hughes )..

“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

“Your time is limited, don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma, which is living the result of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinion drown your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition, they somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary” Steve Jobs

“It is not easy to find happiness within ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere.” (Agnes Repplier ) on the path least traveled…

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 🙂 )

“The greatest challenge in life is to be our own person and accept that being different is a blessing and not a curse”.. (Kilroy Oldster)

Browsed the world a short time ago, so much turmoil, anger and closed mindedness.. puts many challenges in the path of someone who is trying to follow one’s dreams… one shouldn’t give up in spite of the hurdles that loom large!.. As Mark Twain said ““It is not the size of the dog in a fight that matters, it is the size of the fight in the dog”.. 🙂

Or some thoughts by Mr. Watts..
“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!”
(Wade Watts)

“If you think you can, you can. And if you think you can’t, you’re right”. Mary Kay Ash

[Chorus]
I’m a girl on fire
Walking through your street
With one guitar
And two dancing feet
Only one desire
That’s left in me
I want the whole damn world
To come dance with me

(Verse 1)
Come dance with me
I’m a hunter at bay
Come set you free
Over heartache and shame
I wanna see your bodies
Burning like the old, big sun
I wanna know what we’ve
Been learning and learning from

[Pre-Chorus]
Everybody want safety (safety, la)
Everybody want comfort (comfort, la)
Everybody want certain (certain, la)
Everybody but me

(Chorus)..

[Verse 2]
Come dance with me
Over heartache and range
Come set us free
Over panic and strange
I wanna see your bodies
Burning like the old, big sun
I wanna know what we’ve
Been learning and learning from

Hello Diary,

It’s a Monday and after a busy two weeks, believe I have the home and gardens ready for change and by looking and the weather forecast for this week, it is a good thing I have, to quote a line from a song by CCR “it looks like nasty weather”.. looking at the yard, change is coming… 🙂

Will make some minor changes indoors this week and then come November 1st will close the past chapters of history and start a new chapter..… “Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.” ( Maria Robinson )… 🙂

And speaking of history’s past, woke up this morning to a very foggy morning…

Which reminded me of those old black and white horror movies of decades ago… how can one forget “The Hound Of The Baskevilles”… 🙂 ahhhhhhhhh, those were the days and while they may have become history, they shall remain in our hearts… 🙂

And speaking of days, I had better bring this day to a close, prepare for new adventures tomorrow as I continue my venture to whatever destiny has instore for me….but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin” and the creeks don’t rise…

And remember, Diary, at times life can be like a swamp and “When one suddenly finds oneself in a swamp up to one’s armpits in alligators, it is difficult to remember the objective was to drain the swamp” (Larry “Dutch” Woller) sooooooooooooo, don’t give up your dream because “The only thing that stands between you and your dream is the will to try and the belief that it is actually possible.” – (Joel Brown)..

Yes, happiness comes from within, so be who you are and be proud of it… 🙂

Hey, look me over
Lend me an ear
Fresh out of clover
Mortgage up to here
But don’t pass the plate, folks
Don’t pass the cup
I figure whenever you’re down and out
The only way is up

And I’ll be up like a rose bud
High on the vine
Don’t thumb your nose
But take a tip from mine
I’m a little bit short of the elbow room
But let me get me some
And look out world
Here I come

 

“While you’re busy looking for the perfect person, you’ll probably miss the imperfect person who could make you perfectly happy” (Author Unknown) on the path least traveled…

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 🙂 )

“The greatest challenge in life is to be our own person and accept that being different is a blessing and not a curse”.. (Kilroy Oldster)

A Spirit Born Free…

While dealing with the doldrums
That happen often in wintertime,
And while contemplating my tomorrows
Thought I’d pen some thoughts that rhyme.

As I venture through my life
With each step, all the while being me,
An open mind, a heart of dreams
A spirit, enjoying being free.

A spirit that views another
As another feels, wishes to be,
In a realm of acceptance
So another can enjoy being free.

Free…. to love another
No color, gender or race,
Only to know and feel happiness
No social walls to face.

Free to live life as one chooses
Fallow a dream, the heart would say,
Free to walk ones own path of life
Filled with adventures along the way.

There are those who would color me different
Many to gaze upon me with dismay,
But unlike them, I’ve found happiness
Because I chose to live life my way.

(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“We all have our own life to pursue, our own kind of dream to be weaving. And we all have some power to make wishes come true, as long as we keep believing.” Louisa May Alcott

Hello Diary,

It is a Thursday morning and have been busy making changes and working in the gardens bringing the summer to a close till next year.. “There is no real ending. It’s just the place where you stopped the story.” ( Frank Herbert), winter is on the horizon… 🙂 …. I have been getting the fish pond ready for winter this week… I excavated the pond in 1996 and the pond is approximately 8 feet (2.4 m) by 6 feet (1.8 m) with a depth of 2 feet (0.6 M) to 8 inches (30 CM)…
The pond is occupied by 7 goldfish, approximately 4 inches (10 cm) long and they have been in the pond for approximately 6 years…

During the winter they slow their system down, something like hibernation, to survive the winter… of course, I help them to survive… first I put down some netting…

Then I add and additional amount of fish food…

And finally I cover with a layer of clear plastic sheeting..

The sheeting helps protect the pond during the winter and also helps warm the water when the sun shines to prevent the pond from freezing… and so I bid my pond friends a fond Adieu and will see them next spring… 🙂

And speaking of preparing for winter, I had better close for now, as there is more to do…but I shall return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

In history’s past, on the path, I had a dream
Of a world in harmony it did seem,
Accepting one as to who they believe and are
One’s lifes choices no one did bar.

Free to climb a mountain, to touch a star
Free to search the universe, where answers are,
Free to venture through life, with open mind
Another’s belief, it did not blind.

Free to boldly walk the lands, both far and near
To lives one’s life without suffering or fear,
Not to be accepted by belief, gender or race, you see
But by the love, understanding and knowledge of a spirit born free.

Children could follow their own dream, you see
Not to be denied by another’s ideology,
To follow the destiny of their own choice
Not to be hindered by another’s voice.

I still have that dream, you know
A dream that began a long time ago,
A dream without end, each and every day
Until the four winds, they all blow away.

(Larry “Dutch” Woller)
I Have A Dream…
Whether it is by day and a rainbow

Or by night and a star…

“Everyday I have two choices, either to venture into the light, follow one’s dreams and live life, or stay in the shadows, the darkness and never know happiness…” (Larry “Dutch” Woller) on the path least traveled..

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 🙂 )

A pleasant fall morning on the prairies today, all creatures getting ready for the future… saw the Contrails ( clouds created by engine exhaust) of man and his flying machine chasing one’s destiny…“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover, acquire new friends and gain knowledge of yourself and the world.” (Samual Clemens aka Mark Twain)…

Perhaps Frank has the right idea… 🙂

Hello Diary,

It is a Saturday, a leisurely weekend in the plans for me.. 🙂 speaking of clouds, saw an interesting view today, another indication of change… it is called “Virga” (condensation not making it to the surface)… now in the summer time virga would appear like this (I did not take this photo), like a lace curtain hanging from the cloud… rain not getting to the ground..

With the cooler atmospheric temperatures, today I looked up at the sky and saw this virga…

Instead if rain (liquid) it was in the form of ice crystals, sometimes referred to as “snow”, soooooooooooooo, I could say I had some snow today, though it never got to the ground, BUT a hint of weather to come, Ole Man Winter is on the horizon… 🙂

There are those taking advantage of the pleasant weather, like the local farmer…

And there is my little bushy-tailed knucklehead, the squirrel, having breakfast while keeping a close eye on me… 🙂

Yes, today (as every day) is filled with choices and “Today I choose life. Every morning when I wake up I can choose joy, happiness, negativity, pain… To feel the freedom that comes from being able to continue to make mistakes and choices – today I choose to feel life, not to deny my humanity but embrace it.” (Kevyn Aucoin)

CHOICE
I’ll be what I must be, in spite of me
as life won’t always give the things I choose
and so I have to make what has to be
into the things my life and I can use.

All roads don’t lead to Rome, as it’s been said,
but some to Paris, and a little fun,
so I will change the path where I would dread
to go to where I choose, when I am done.

I’ll not be forced into a better scheme
if I can’t see the end result my way
if it’s not part of what my heart can dream
it never will come to the light of day.

All things can change, if I have any voice
in what they are, and I will make the choice.
(Vee Bdosa 2014)

And now I choose to close… and after a busy week, with a spot of tea will relax for a time, contemplating the tomorrows… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin” and the creeks don’t rise..

Saw a single robin, born free, on its way home, wherever destiny sends the robin…

Much like me… 🙂

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.

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, you see
So down the path least traveled I will venture, with spirit born free
(Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )

They say there’s a place where dreams have all gone
They never said where, but I think I know
It’s miles through the night just over the dawn
On the road that will take me home

I know in my bones, I’ve been here before
The ground feels the same, though the land’s been torn
I’ve a long way to go, the stars tell me so
On this road that will take me home

Love waits for me round the bend
Leads me endlessly on
Surely sorrows shall find their end
And all our troubles will be gone

And I know what I’ve lost, and all that I’ve won
When the road finally takes me home

And when I pass by, don’t lead me astray
Don’t try and stop me, don’t stand in my way
I’m bound for the hills where the cool waters flow
On the road that will take me home

Love waits for me round the bend
Leads me endlessly on
Surely sorrows shall find their end
And all our troubles will be gone

And I know what I’ve lost and all that I’ve won
When the road finally takes me home
I’m going home, I’m going home, I’m going home

“For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others, For beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness, And for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.” (Audrey Hepburn ) on the path least traveled..

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 🙂 )

I were asked about my views on friendship… well, again here is thoughts by Adam Clarke..

“Portrait of a Friend”

I can’t give solutions to all of life’s problems, doubts, or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will search for answers.

I can’t change your past with all it’s heartache and pain, nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.

I can’t keep your feet from stumbling. I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.
Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine; Yet I can share in your laughter.

Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you, and help you when you ask.

I can’t prevent you from falling away from friendship,
from your values, from me. I can only think of you, talk to you and wait for you.

I can’t give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow, room to be yourself.

I can’t keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces and put them back in place.

I can’t tell you who you are or who you will be
I can only love you and be your friend
(Adam Clarke)

And my thoughts..

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 dear friend
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
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 )

And Abba’s..

Hello Diary,

It is a Tuesdsay and it as been a pleasant week thus far weather wise, getting lots of house cleaning done.. not so pleasant weather last Saturday morning as I got my first taste of winter… ventured outdoors and there were frost on the ground…

It were s good thing I were not going anywhere in the auto… 🙂

And the roof of the house appeared to have a layer of snow, could almost hear Santa and his reindeer.. 🙂

But in spite of the frost and cold, a little volunteer violet decided to set up housekeeping outside my backdoor…

No matter life’s challenges, no matter the circumstances, the little born free violet has the will to live.. reminds me of the little dandelion..

Will to Live
I think of all things that show a zest
For life, the dandelion beats the rest.
The little winged seeds from its white fluff ball
Settle and grow with no urging at all.
Settle in most unlikely places
And soon there’s a crop of dandelion faces.

They are man’s worst pest, but a child’s playthings.
Sometimes I wish I had light down wings
Like a dandelion seed, and could settle at will
On a velvety lawn or a sun-spread hill,
And live with the eagerness and zest
Of the wanton little dandelion pest.
(MARY TRIPLETT)

Well, I had better close and get on with the day.. the sweeper won’t run itself and I don’t have Alexis.. 🙂 but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

“Life is complicated and not contained to a few ideologies or beliefs, therefore in order to better understand the universe, and me, I need to leave safe harbor, with open mind, and explore all of the universe, not just parts of it..…” (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

So, until we meet again…
May the sun shine all day long
Everything go right, nothing go wrong
May those you love bring love back to you
May all the wishes you wish come true
May peace be within you
May your heart be strong
May you find whatever you’re seeking
Wherever you may roam
                  (Irish Saying)

“Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow them.” (Louisa May Alcott) on the path least traveled..

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 🙂 )

A quiet morning to wake up to, taking time out in the activities to contemplate the tomorrows…

A quiet morning to wake up to
Sitting, gazing out, with a spot of tea,
Contemplating my tomorrows
Wondering, what will the future be.

A quiet morning, a open mind
Thinking about the path, its mysteries many fold,
Each to explore and treasure
Soon a treasured memory to behold.

A quiet morning, a open heart
Another day to learn and explore about me.
It is my life.. only get one chance
Will have to do it my way.. don’t you see.

A quiet morning, being different
Reminding me of words from a song,
Where do I fit in, one asks
One wonders, where do I belong.

A quiet morning, on the path
At the end of it, on the horizon, a lovely rainbow,
It is there my answers lie… the truth is known
Until then, only Fate will know.

A quiet morning, spirit and mind at the ready
To seek the rainbow… perhaps around the next bend,
Once found, I’ll have my answers, you see
And that will be the beginning, not the end.
 
                           ( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Hello Diary,

Woke up this morning (fortunately on the green side of the grass, not under it.. 🙂 ) and decided to take time to browse the state of the world.. and, unfortunately I see a world in turmoil, needlessly, for the most part.. BUT, the good news is there are many working tirelessly to help make this world a better place… for there is always hope.. “Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.” Emily Dickinson

Hope is a feather floating in a bright blue sky
Hope is that sparkle that shines in your eyes.
Hope is a butterfly fluttering on the wind
Hope is good times spent with family and friends.

Hope is a newborn baby’s cry
Hope is a Mother’s lullaby.
Hope is the rainbow after a rain
Hope is the harvest of golden grain.

Hope is the light that keeps darkness at bay
Hope is the breeze on a hot summer day.
Hope is ever present and free of cost
Hope is the last thing ever lost.

Hope is staying positive when the going gets tough
Hope is seeking help when you feel you’ve had enough.
Hope is recovery from simmering sorrow
Hope is believing in a brighter tomorrow.
(Linda Hotger)

And there is a dream…

The new year is rapidly approaching
As I contemplate the tomorrow,
Leaving some memories filled with happiness
A few memories filled with sorrow.

I peer out my window
At a world cold and bleak,
A world of conflict, anger and hate
Mortals are suffering as I speak.

But we have a dream
All my friends and I,
That one day there will be peace
No more mortals will die.

And there will be hope
Of a world filled with love one day,
A wish that could come true
For hope is the last to die…they say.

Not a world of race, color or gender
Nor closed minded ridicule or prejudice…you see,
But a world that respects another’s dream
Of what or who they wish to be.

So I peer out the window
Not with sadness, fear or sorrows,
But a heart filled with a dream of love and peace
For a world and all its tomorrows.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I had better close for now…venture on down the path and do what I can to help make this world a better place…but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise..

“I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good therefore that I can do, or any kindness that I can show to any fellow creature, let me do it now. Let me not defer or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again.” Stephen Grellet

“Don’t be pushed around by the fears in your mind. Be led by the dreams in your heart.” (Roy T. Bennett) on the path least traveled..

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 🙂 )

(photo of horizon taken earlier this year)

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 most traveled 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 less traveled 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 will be 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)

Hello Diary,

It is a Sunday morning and stopping in briefly… tomorrow, Monday, work begins with a busy, busy week ahead with fall cleaning in preparing for winter will start today, and at the ready… 🙂

I set here with my tea
And watch the leaves a fallin’
It’s becoming clear that one day
Jack Frost will come a callin’

Most of my bird friends have went south
In the southern warmth they’ll stay
But I’ll not shed a tear in sorrow
For they’ll be back again some day

All us creatures that are staying behind
To deal with the cold and snow
Are getting our house in order
And waiting for winter’s blow

The squirrels are gathering leaves and such
To insulate their winters nest
The possum is checking every nook and cranny
To find a place for his winters rest

The bee’s are picking up the pace
Gathering nectar with the morning sun
Storing winter food for the hive
Before their work on earth is done

A spider spinning it’s web of silk
I watched as it grew and grew
Soon to become natures work of art
With tomorrow’s early morning dew

This poem could go on and on and on
But alas, I have things to do
For, like it or not, don’t you see
I need to get ready for winter too.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

No dancing here next week, Andre Rieu will be setting the pace… 🙂

And that being said, will close for now, have a relaxing day and then tomorrow it is HI HO HI HO on down the path (and to work) we go…but shall return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

I never say goodbye because goodbye sounds like forever…soooooooooo, it is.

Good night, good night until we meet again
Adios, au revoir, auf wiedersehen ’til then
And though it’s always sweet sorrow to part
You know you’ll always remain in my heart

Good night, sleep tight and pleasant dreams to you
Here’s a wish and a prayer that every dream comes true
And now ’til we meet again
Adios, au revoir, auf wiedersehen
Good Night!

May flowers always line your path and sunshine light your way, May songbirds serenade your every step along the way, May a rainbow run beside you in a sky that’s always blue, And may happiness fill your heart each day your whole life through (Irish Saying) on the path least traveled…

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 🙂 )

While dealing with life’s challenges and change, some days do not go as one hoped.. As John Denver said “some days are diamonds, some days are stone” , and one can get the “blues’… were strolling through memory lane and found a picture of little Bree (she were a Jack Russell and passed away a few years ago) at her favorite place when she has the blues…

But, “I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you can appreciate them when they’re right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together”… (Marilyn Monroe)

And the best way to get rid of the blues is with a song in one’s heart.. 🙂

Hello Diary,

It is a Friday evening, the past week is a memory and next week is new adventures.. am taking a brief break from those adventures to share a few thoughts… did have a few storms the last week though not severe..

But, “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain”. (Author Unknown).. sooooooooooo, that is what me and Gene Kelly did..well, I didn’t dance, I ran the sweeper while Gene danced… 🙂

Were feeling chipper this morning, were a bit late reading the weather instruments so I dashed outdoors and WHOA!!!….

There were Spidey!!.. Getting more clever every day!.. 🙂 ventured back indoors unscathed and after dealing with the weather data I checked I updated technology and HORRORS, while sharing my WordPress library I missed a book!!…

Frugal Seeds; Summer Edition authored by Charlie Lee Austin (aka simplywendi)….

And later in the day I observed changes taking place here on the path… a view about 200 feet (60 meters) from my front door…

Also observed a Monarch butterfly resting a bit while on its journey to its destiny…

Enough rambling.. The day and life awaits, new adventures to find, all the while being me chasing dreams.. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Yes, be it the weather, climate, socially, the world, the universe, times they are a changing.. “For time and the world do not stand still. Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past or the present are certain to miss the future.” (John F. Kennedy )..

And looking to the future here… “You can’t start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading your last chapter.” (Author Unknown )

“Never be bullied into silence, never allow yourself to be made a victim, accept no one’s definition of your life, define yourself”… (Robert Frost ) on the path least traveled…

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 🙂 )

With life’s challenges and social challenges, it is difficult to follow one’s dream, BUT “The only thing that stands between you and your dream is the will to try and the belief that it is actually possible.” (Joel Brown)

Journey of Self Discovery…

What I am
Who I want to be
Am I just a stranger in this dinosaur world,
or my is existence limited to rest ,eat and pee.

Every day is a new day ,
I try to discover myself,
The identity crisis lulls over me,
In calm, yet monstrous glee,
Failing to find what exactly constitutes my being.

One day I want to be a doctor,
Other day an engineer,
Or even a scientist,
The society decides my ambition,
What career to pursue is guided by secure future norms,
They say I have a lunatics mind,
Persuade my mother to put some sense into me.

Enough is said,
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 traveled one,
To mark on journey of my own.
(Illahi Bedi)

Hello Diary,

Even while following one’s dreams, one has to deal with reality at times “There are some people who live in a dream world, and there are some who face reality; and then there are those who turn one into the other.” (Douglas H. Everett) and with fall temperature looming on the horizon, fall house cleaning comes to mind… 🙂 so have been preparing to start house cleaning and dusting in the near future (my sinuses will be eternally grateful.. 🙂 )… soooooo, I have gathered up my cleaning tools…

My trusty multi-colored, air-cooled, hand operated dusting tool… 🙂

And have been ordering cleaning supplies for the big day… 🙂

Well, I have been gazing upon the cleaning equipment and supplies with a forlorn look on my face as the words of Rose Milligan and Enya come to mind…

Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better
to paint a picture, or write a letter,
bake a cake, or plant a seed.
Ponder the difference between want and need.

Dust if you must, but there is not much time,
with rivers to swim and mountains to climb!
Music to hear, and books to read,
friends to cherish and life to lead.

Dust if you must, but the world’s out there
with the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair,
a flutter of snow, a shower of rain,
this day will not come round again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
old age will come and it’s not kind.
And when you go, and go you must,
you, yourself, will make more dust!

(Rose Milligan)

Enough rambling, I had better close for now… bring the day to a close, do a bit of meditation and contemplate the tomorrows…. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

In spite of all those challenges, will not be deterred as both Abba and I have a dream to follow… 🙂

I Had A Dream…

In history’s past, on the path, I had a dream
Of a world in harmony it did seem,
Accepting one as to who they believe and are
One’s lifes choices no one did bar.

Free to climb a mountain, to touch a star
Free to search the universe, where answers are,
Free to venture through life, with open mind
Another’s belief, it did not blind.

Free to boldly walk the lands, both far and near
To lives one’s life without suffering or fear,
Not to be accepted by belief, gender or race, you see
But by the love, understanding and knowledge of a spirit born free.

Children could follow their own dream, you see
Not to be denied by another’s ideology,
To follow the destiny of their own choice
Not to be hindered by another’s voice.

I still have that dream, you know
A dream that began a long time ago,
A dream without end, each and every day
Until the four winds, they all blow away.

(Larry “Dutch” Woller)