“Just because you feel someone does not love you as much as they should, does not mean they don’t give you all the love they have” (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 🙂 )

“You can talk with someone for years, everyday, and still, it won’t mean as much as what you can have when you sit in front of someone, not saying a word, yet you feel that person with your heart, you feel like you have known the person for forever “ (C. JoyBell C.)

The garden roses are red
The backyard violets are blue,
Brightness, delicacy, and warmth to behold
That starts me to think of you!

Your beauty, inside and out
That brightens the darkest skies,
Can feel the glowing warmth
Of your lovely, soft, eyes!

Your lovely soft hands
Used with passionate gentleness
Delicate nimble fingers
With a touch of tenderness

And there are your thoughts
That I cherish and treasure,
That I value so highly
They are beyond measure!

One who ventures ever forward
Facing life without dread or fear,
Yet not letting go of the precious past
Holding on to all that is dear,

A few thoughts of you
Coming from the heart
Thoughts that will never end
Even though in life, we may part.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller, )

Hello Diary,

Taking a moment from following dreams to share some thoughts about love and relationships that rhyme…“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched – they must be felt with the heart.” (Helen Keller)

A bouquet of flowers from the heart
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.

I love your thoughts, and feelings
Each and every word I treasure,
Warms the heart, spirit and mind
To heights impossible to measure!

Together we live the hand that Fate has dealt us
Not sure, or dwell, on our final destiny,
But live to enjoy the moment, the hour, the day
That is what life is about, don’t you see.

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.
( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

I had better close for now, new adventures lie ahead, I don’t look back too often, there is too much in front of me I wish to see… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

On down the path I do venture
A spirit, and heart…born free,
To seek out the rainbow connection
Where my destiny lies waiting for me.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“We should never allow our fears or the expectations of others to set the frontiers of our destiny. Your destiny can’t be changed but, it can be challenged. Every man is born as many men and dies as a single one“.” (Martin Heidegger) 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 🙂 )

“When we begin to build walls of prejudice, hatred, pride, and self-indulgence around ourselves, we are more surely imprisoned than any prisoner behind concrete walls and iron bars.” Mother Angelica

As I observe the world in conflict, I ask “why”…

I set here looking at the news
The powers wanted peace they say,
And while they spoke, bombs were dropped
20 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 with LOVE 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 and conflict 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
The seeds sown by war at home and away,
Starvation , sickness, a mother in tears
More and more children die every day.

What’s wrong with this idea?
Why not give PEACE, LOVE and LEARNING a try,
Let’s give it a go, everyone
Maybe no more children will die.
( Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Sooooooooo, what do you say, Diary, all aboard?? … 🙂

Hello Diary,

Even though one may be “different” in thought and body, when one ventures on the path with peace and love , one will always find a friend… “A friend may be waiting behind a stranger’s face.” (Maya Angelou)

“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)

Well, the “train” is getting ready to leave the station so I had better close for now, but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Heart, mind and spirit 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 )

“Until you are happy with who you are, you will never be happy with what you have.” (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 🙂 )

It is a new year, got my hat, a bottle of wine and a dream in my heart and it is on down the path I venture.. 🙂

It is down the path least traveled I shall go
To a rainbow filled horizon I venture,
To seek, to learn, know peace, to enjoy life
A path filled with wonderful adventure.

A place where one is accepted as who they are
A spirit kindled to life, when mortal born,
A being coming from the depths within
And not subject to ridicule and scorn.

A place where I know freedom of thought and being
I am what I am, don’t you see,
Neither this one, neither that one, but all the above
In a mortal world, a free spirit, that’s me.

I do not travel the path alone, you see
There are memories and other spirits to behold,
Those that share… the joy and sadness
As I gather more memories, down that least traveled road.

So how long will my journey be, one would ask
Will I see the end of the path…ever?
The answer, I believe, lies on the horizon
Somewhere past… the 12th of Never….

So I shall bring my ramblings to an end
For there is one fact that I do know,
To reach the horizon, the 12th of Never
It’s down the path least traveled I must go!
( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

And that dream is…

Hello Diary,

Near done with technology.. took time to browse the world’s societies, appears to be a good deal of conflict, but here on the path 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)

“The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy of it, you will discover that for you the world is transformed.”. (Jiddu Krishnamurti)

“You don’t love the person you can live with, you love the person you cannot live without” (Author Unknown)….

“When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.” (Jimi Hendrix)

“To me there is no picture so beautiful as smiling, bright-eyed, happy children; no music so sweet as their clear and ringing laughter.” (P. T. Barnum)

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

“It’s not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.” (Mother Teresa)….

Yes, here on the path there is hope the time of Aquarius is on the horizon with the new year.. 🙂

Well, I had better close for now, today is another adventure… but I shall return again one day, Fate willin’ and the creeks don’t rise….

“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)…

I don’t look back too often because “You can’t start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading your last chapter.” (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 🙂 )

A wonderful day today…woke up on the green side of the grass being different with a dream in my pocket.. “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)

A zip-a-dee-doo-dah day indeed!.. 🙂

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
My oh my, what a wonderful day
Plenty of sunshine headin my way
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay

Mister Bluebird’s on my shoulder
It’s the truth, it’s actual
Everything is satisfactual
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
Wonderful feeling, wonderful day

Yes, Sir
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
My oh my, what a wonderful day
(Oh, plenty of sunshine headed my way
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay)

Mister Bluebird’s on my shoulder
It’s the truth (mm hmm), its actual (mm hmm)
Everything is satisifactual
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
Wonderful feeling, feeling this way

Mister Bluebird’s on my shoulder
It is the truth, it’s actual
Huh? Where is that blue bird?
Mm hmm

Mm hmm
Everythin’ is satifactual
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay
Wonderful feeling, wonderful day

Hello Diary,

Have been busy with changes, mostly technical… haven’t changed how life’s journey continues here on the path.. still have the hat… “When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace.” (Jimi Hendrix)…

Still have the sweater… “When we begin to build walls of prejudice, hatred, pride, and self-indulgence around ourselves, we are more surely imprisoned than any prisoner behind concrete walls and iron bars.” (Mother Angelica)

There are even rainbow earrings… “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)…

Why, there are even reference books that set together on the shelf in peace, love and harmony.. imagine that… “The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposing ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function.” – (F. Scott Fitzgerald)… 🙂

How can that happen, one would ask?.. because here on the path one is accepted as being different… 🙂

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.
Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Well, I had better close for now… more technical work to do and there is another winter storm on the horizon so need to prepare for it… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Until we meet again, hope all your tomorrows are filled with peace, love and happiness and life is all that you wish for it to be!..and

“Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly” (Langston Hughes ) 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 bit of a rainy day but the morning is peaceful and time to contemplate and wonder…

A peaceful morning, watching the sun arise
Thoughts abound, while sipping on a spot of tea,
While taking in Nature’s outdoor portrait
Contemplating, on what Fate may have instore for me.

Change is slowly coming, it whispers in the winds
The door is slowly closing on past history,
With a new awakening with the mind and spirit
But the future is still shrouded in mystery.

With the freedom of being different, in many ways
No social shackles do this mortal wear,
Do welcome change with open mind and spirit
No fear, no worry or dread do I bear.

Does change stop at mortal death, one wonders
Or does it go on forever and ever,
Will I ask the same at another time and place
Somewhere past the 12th of Never?

Will thought and spirit continue
When, as in all things, time comes to an end,
Or does all things cease to be when
To the grave, the mortal body Fate does send.

Alas, but one must deal with the present
So now will store thoughts and musings yet to be told,
For it’s down the path least traveled I do venture
To search and hopefully find….what life, and Fate, may behold.
( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Now, where is that rainbow… 🙂

Hello Diary,

Yes, a dreary day to be had but a good day none the less “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain” (Author Unknown)….. the future, and change, rapidly approaching but believe I am at the ready here on the path… have been gradually making changes over time in preparation.. taking a brief break to share some thoughts… no major changes, just different… 🙂 have one room the “office”…

This, of course, is where the daily weather reporting, business, etc is briefly dealt with… the “old” computer is on the right….. my favorite room is the “studio:…. 🙂

This is where I pen my thoughts, relax, practice my art skills (or lack of 🙂 ), do my meditation, read, etc… at times it also becomes a school… I had a teacher once tell me that the day I need not gather more knowledge was the day of my funeral, so I am still gathering… “Any piece of knowledge I acquire today has a value at this moment exactly proportioned to my skill to deal with it. Tomorrow, when I know more, I will recall that piece of knowledge and use it better. “ (Mark van Doren).. 🙂

In this case, it is Spanish.. I have videos….

And I have notes to go with the videos…

I will probably learn just enough Spanish to get me into trouble if I am not careful… 🙂 that being said, with Monday being the day of change, I am going to spend the weekend relaxing, sipping on some tea and a glass of wine or two, open the book of memories and remember “the good ole days”… 🙂

“Every morning your have two choices: continue to sleep with your dreams, or wake up and chase them.” (Author Unknown) so I will close for now and on down the path I shall venture…but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…. 🙂

The path may not always be smooth, but “I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.” (Louisa May Alcott)… 🙂

“As my world is in a constant state of change, today my world will change, my future world will still be a mystery and yesterday’s world will become history and a memory…” (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 🙂 )

I gaze upon mortals of the universe with a smile and a chuckle while they are attempting to gain material wealth.. I am far wealthier than they can hope to be…. 🙂

I’m far richer than the rich
Wealthier than the wealthy by far,
I have gold in the sun
I have silver in the star.

I have dreams that I follow
That are more precious than gold,
As I venture through life
Eagerly watching the dreams unfold.

I have diamonds, too many to count
With each new fallen snow,
As I watch each one twinkle
Basking in the suns glow.

I have nature’s painting
Priceless, a portrait of the sky,
Impossible to duplicate
Though many did try.

Each bloom of the red rose
A ruby, one of a kind,
And with the white rose
A pearl comes to mind.

Money have I little
But wealth I have got,
But I don’t fit in with
The wealthy and rich lot.

But I’m not going to change
A rich dreamer I’ll stay,
Till the rivers run dry
And the four winds…..all blow away.

(Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Again, here on the path it is a wonderful world indeed!!.. 🙂

Hello Diary,

Taking a break in the activities of starting new adventures and preparing for change… thought I would share a few thoughts… I have been ask how I acquired the nickname of “Dutch” so I thought I would share the memory of how it began…
First off, I am of German/Dutch ancestry.. In the middle 1800’s this area of the prairies were settled by German/Dutch settlers and I were born and raised on a farm here 1940’s to 1960’s….

I am standing between my Father and sister, the cornstalk is another story.. 🙂 over time this part of the prairie affectionately became known as “Dutch Flats”…My mother and Grandmother could speak English, High German (the German language) and Low German which were a slang version of German.. Telephone wise we had a party line of 12 people and it was not unusual to pick up the phone and hear someone talking.. There were those on the line who would like to eavesdrop on conversations, and Mom and Grandma would normally use English but if they suspected someone was listening they would switch to Low German as they were the only people on the line that could speak Low German… 🙂

In 1965 (while a member of the USMC) I were sent to South Vietnam as part of a observer team of the 12th Marine Regiment…

(My son was born September 28, 1965, I received orders on September 30, 1965..had 2 1/2 weeks to get my family and all our possessions back to the prairies, when I left my son wasn’t able to see clearly yet, I were a stranger.. I returned Christmas Eve 1966, he was near 15 months old and I were still a stranger).. I saw first hand that conflicts accomplish nothing, only pain and suffering..

Anyway.. While I was there, the USO..

Had set up a pen pal program for the military personal in Vietnam.. If you wish to put your name on a list, the USO would post it back in the USA and anyone who wished to write to the soldiers, etc could do so… well, I got a letter from the Woods family (Mom, Dad, daughter and son) who lived in Rock Island, Illinois USA.. We wrote letters back and forth and one day the children decided I needed a nickname.. And because I were German/Dutch ancestry, grew up in “Dutch Flats” and my middle initial was “D”, they gave me the nickname of “Dutch”.. And they started addressing my letters; SGT Larry “Dutch” Woller…
The members of the Regiment inquired about it and I explained it to them and in time members of the Regiment would call me Dutch and it stayed with me… that is how I got the nickname “Dutch”… 🙂 I had the good fortune to meet the Woods family on two occasions and did communicate from time to time, but as the way of all things, they moved from Rock Island and over time lost touch with them, but thanks for the memories..

“Life gives us brief moments with another, but sometimes in those brief moments we get memories that last a lifetime, So live that your memories will be part of your happiness.” (Author Unknown).

Alas, I must move on also, new adventures await me..so will close the book of memories fir now.. But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

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
( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

And “There is no real ending. It’s just the place where you stopped the story.” (Frank Herbert) so this is not goodbye for..

A new year, new adventures and “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 🙂 )

The new year is here, excitement mounts as one contemplates the adventures that lie ahead, then challenges that life will put in one’s path to test one’s will…

I’m just a free spirit
Open mind and heart is all I’ll ever be,
Don’t need much money
Being rich is not for me.

I have a pocket full of dreams
My fate, has yet to be told,
As I sail from safe harbor
While watching my destiny unfold.

I am not in a “box”
No social chains, you’ll see,
As down the path least traveled
Adventure waits for me.

Not interested in a “image”
Being me is my forte,
I am who I am, leaving no stone unturned
Exploring life each and every day.

Waking up to a world born free
With creatures in their daily rush,
Pursuing their own destinies
Before sunset brings, the evening hush.

The morning air smells clean and fresh
As I awake, there’s a twinkle in the eye,
As I contemplate the mysterious horizon
Wearing a cape of blue sky.

Yes…just color me a free spirit
For most social graces I do not fit it seems,
No matter, as I choose happiness over ideology
Guided by my heart, as I follow my dreams.

( Larry “Dutch” Woller, )

Hello Diary,

Yes, the new year has arrived, new adventures await me… So, Mr. Twain, do I stay in safe harbor or do I go where I have never been before??.. “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)…

Soooooooooo, that leaves one more question; When Is The Right Time, I ask myself…. 🙂

To climb a mountain
To fly a plane,
To hug a friend
To run naked in the rain.

To stand up tall
To make your thoughts known,
To blend with a crowd
To go it alone.

To till the field
To sow flowers and more,
To pen a poem of love
To write a musical score.

To take this path
To maybe take the other,
To open ones heart
To share it with another.

Today, tomorrow perhaps?
The answer is in the heart, you see,
So when is the right time, one asks?
When your heart wishes for it to be..

( Larry “Dutch” Woller ).

Soooooooo, to find the answers, I need to follow my heart down the path… 🙂

It is down the path least traveled I shall go
To a rainbow filled horizon I venture,
To seek, to learn, know peace, to enjoy life
A path filled with wonderful adventure.

A place where one is accepted as who they are
A spirit kindled to life, when mortal born,
A being coming from the depths within
And not subject to ridicule and scorn.

A place where I know freedom of thought and being
I am what I am, don’t you see,
Neither this one, neither that one, but all the above
In a mortal world, a free spirit, that’s me.

I do not travel the path alone, you see
There are other spirits to behold,
Those that share… the joy and sadness
As I gather more memories, down that least traveled road.

So how long will my journey be, one would ask
Will I see the end of the path…ever?
The answer, I believe, lies on the horizon
Somewhere past… the 12th of Never….

So I shall bring my ramblings to an end
For there is one fact that I do know,
To reach the horizon, the 12th of Never
It’s down the path least traveled I must go!
( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…. “Life gives us brief moments with another, but sometimes in those brief moments we get memories that last a lifetime, So live that your memories will be part of your happiness.” (Author Unknown) and be it sorrow or happiness, a tear if sadness or a tear if joy, we will live that live together, because that is what friends do… 🙂