“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) 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  🙂 ).. 🙂

 

 

Not only do I have thanks on this Thanksgiving holiday, but a dream also, for all creatures large and small, on this day and every day… 🙂

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
Of one’s life’s choices no one did bar.

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.

Being 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.

Being  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.

And  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)

Hello Diary…

It is the day before the Thanksgiving holiday here on the prairies and as I were fortunate to wake up on the green side of the grass and enjoy the day, I sat with a cup of tea and opened the memory chest and strolled down memory lane to see what all I was thankful for with the path I chose to seek out  my destiny…  🙂

 

 

Thanksgiving has arrived
Another year as gone bye,
Been busy chasing dreams
Living life..time did fly,

A time to contemplate the past
A time to give thanks...they say,
To relive treasured memories
Of each and every  passing day.

Thanks for letting me feel love
Be it joy, or be it heartache,
To know someone’s love
A treasured feeling their love did make.

Thanks for letting me live life
To explore, to follow one’s dream,
To seek out and live every adventure
Not enough time in the day... it did seem.

Thanks for letting me meet friends
To share thoughts of love, hope..perhaps a tear,
And by going down the path together in friendship
Doing away with hate, anger….and fear.

Thanks for giving me the courage
To follow my own path...to be me,
To not follow someone else’s path
To live my own….. reality.

Thanks for giving me an open mind
As I venture down the path... allowing me,
To gaze upon life’s treasures, large and small
That many others do not see.

Thanks for giving me an open heart
Able to love, understand and forgive,
And when I grow too old to dream
A place where my memories will live.

Yes, I have much to be thankful for
And every day the list gets longer... you see,
As I venture down the path least traveled
Searching for what destiny... has waiting for me.
                                   (Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Yes, I have much to be thankful for and a special thanks to all who visited the path, however brief, and shared hopes and dreams (and perhaps a tear)… 🙂

Shall close for now, get another cup of tea and hopefully gather more memories before my mortal time is over…  but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise..  🙂

Whether today is a holiday or just another day in the week in your part of the universe,  hope the path you chose is filled with love, happiness and life is all that you wish for it to be… until we meet again.. 🙂

May your spirit only know peace
May your heart only know love
May all your dreams come true
May your life’s journey be filled with happiness
And life is all that you wish for it to be….
                       (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“Consult not your fears but your hopes and your dreams. Think not about your frustrations, but about your unfulfilled potential. Concern yourself not with what you tried and failed in, but with what it is still possible for you to do…” (Pope John XXIII ) 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  🙂 ).. 🙂  

 

 

My morning horizon.. 🙂

Destiny sits upon the morning horizon
Always in site, but never clear
And as I travel along the road I have chosen
Destiny remains forever in place
Sitting upon the morning horizon

But as the years pass
And the road spans the distance
Between yesterday and tomorrow
I know my destiny will arrive

For time alone will close the gap
So yesterday becomes dust filled memories
And the horizon of tomorrow
Will be the road of today

For then, there will be no yesterday or tomorrow, only today
And when that day arrives
I will find peace and be complete
For I will be one with my destiny
           (Favi F)

And when I meet my destiny, I shall be going home.. 🙂

Hello Diary,

Yes, time is moving on ( and it seems the older one gets, the faster time moves) and nothing brings it to my attention more than the birthday I had a few days back… reminds me that my time on this mortal earth will slowly be coming to an end, no one knows when, only Fate and Time knows the answer.. 🙂

And as this ole Hippie sat down with a spot of tea and contemplated what Fate may have in store for me in the future… 🙂

He’s an old Hippie and he’s not sure what to do
He don’t fit in with the old
He’s too old for the new
He’s not trying to make a fuss
He’s just trying to adjust
   (Bellamy Brothers)

I asked the question, directed at the horizon..  🙂

Tell me , Fate
You hold the key,
What is my destiny 
Suppose to be?

I was not a king or president,
No powers did I hold,
I wasn’t a preacher or a pope,
No sermon for the fold.

Never learned to speak fine words
A country bumkin’ was I.
Were taught never to tell a falsehood
Learned never to tell a lie.

So tell me , Fate
You hold the key,
What is my destiny 
Suppose to be?

Can no longer build cities
The back is tired and sore,
Turned the green earth  into a parking lot once
A forest….. into a general store,

I was a soldier once
No longer have the heart for war, they say
Children’s cry of suffering, I heard
A memory still here today.

So tell me, Fate
You hold the key,
What is my destiny
Suppose to be?

I’ve tilled the soil as a farmer
Fed the world is what they say,
But I see the faces of hunger
Still this very day.

I’ve donated love, time and money
Ask for nothing in return,
But I see nothing has changed today
Will they ever learn?

I’ve tilled the fields and went to war
Helped build cities, towns and much more,
Sowed fields of flowers with tenderness an love
Has my destiny run it’s course, is there any more?

So tell me, Fate
You hold the key,
What is my destiny suppose to be?
                 (  Larry “Dutch” Woller )

I did not get an answer, of course, so Que Sera Sera… 🙂 I know one thing I can do and I do not have to wait on Fate to provide an answer.. the universe knows that I am not into religion (as my late wife’s Chaplain said “ it is what is in the heart that matters, not a name above a door) but I agree with Vince and Jenny Gill, let there be peace on earth… 🙂

Well I had better close, will not get any answers sitting here and Fate and adventures are calling (along with the laundry)…. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise... 🙂

Hope you find your answers as you venture down your life’s path and until we meet again… 🙂

May your spirit only know peace
May your heart only know love
May all your dreams come true
May your life’s journey be filled with happiness
And life is all that you wish for it to be….
                       (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

My wish.. “It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future. It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace.” (Agnes M. Pharo) 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  🙂 ).. 🙂

 

Hello Diary…

Tomorrow is  a holiday known as Veterans Day here on the prairies and while I will give some thoughts to the veterans, I will also give thoughts to the families of the veterans for the ordeal they had to endure, the sacrifices they made… and to those who wish to only follow their dreams, instead who found themselves between two opposing ideologies who chose conflict over peace, threats and fear over understanding, chose the sword over the pen to settle their differences,  the result being suffering and death and merely sowing the seeds of hatred, anger..  🙂

 

I know, I were there, for I received my orders to go to Vietnam (when my son were 2 days old), a country I never heard of till then and I left my family behind 2 weeks later to a world unknown.. (that is me sitting on the ground)…. 🙂

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 were a beautiful land
The people were caring and kind,
The children at play, following their dreams
The thoughts of conflict did not to come to mind.

But for us Vietnam was a hostile land
The dangers of conflict 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
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
One more toast,  hold your glasses high,
To PEACE, HOPE and LOVE, may they long endure
CHEERS, LADS AND LASSIES!!!.. And SEMPER FI
     ( Sgt, Larry “Dutch” Woller 12th Marine Regiment Vietnam, 1965–1966...)

Yes, I will share thoughts for a short time and then close the door on the past and concentrate on the future, to peace, understanding and love, to accept one as to who they are and wish to be, as long as they come in peace…. 🙂

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
My friends and I,
That one day there will be peace
No more mortals will die.

And there is 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.

Free to boldly walk the lands, both far and near
To live 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.

So I peer out the window
Not with sadness or sorrow,
But a heart filled with a dream
And a hope, for tomorrow.
                         (Larry “Dutch” Woller) 

Well, I had better close for now, have a dream to follow, “Every morning your have two choices: continue to sleep with your dreams, or wake up and chase them.” (Author Unknown)… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…  🙂

Hope whatever path or trail you choose is filled with love, happiness and peace and life is all that you wish for it to be… until we meet again…. 🙂

May the love that you give
Always return to you,
That family and friends are many
And always remain true,
May your mind only know peace
No suffering or strife,
May your spirit only know love and happiness
On your journey through life.
     (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“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) 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  🙂 ).. 🙂  

Yes, life gives us moments with another and I have had the good fortune to have moments, and memories, with many world over….  “A friend may be waiting behind a stranger’s face.”  ― (Maya Angelou)..   🙂

 

Not just another day, dear friend
For in spite of time, distance or whatever,
If only in spirit, thought and dreams
We will be sharing the day together.

Together we live the hand that Fate has dealt us
To share thoughts of love, hope..perhaps a tear,
And by going down the path together in friendship
Doing away with hate, anger….and fear.

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

A friendship filled with hope and dreams
With  minds that are at peace,
Surrounded by love and happiness
That sooths the spirit, to say the least.

The warm sun reminds me of you, my friend
Whose beauty from within you do share,
Sharing sunshine, understanding and laughter
Sowing the seeds of  love and happiness in the air.

A special day and one to treasure
And not because of the calendar age, 
Because to the book of fond memories 
We will be adding another page

So, have a wonderful day, dear friend
Wishing you all the best, nothing less,
May today, every day, AND your heart
Be filled…...with love and happiness.
    (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

So thanks for the memories.. 🙂 Hello Diary, Had a heavy frost this morning in spite of everything appearing green and near summer, it looked like a light snow… 🙂

And as I gaze upon the frost while sipping on some tea, the heart opens up the book of memories of history’s past here at home… there was my late wife Kathy, she was my partner and friend for 51 years before Fate (in the form of cancer) sent her to her final destiny… 🙂

And there were the kids, who have since scattered to the winds in search of their dreams.. “You are evidence of your mother’s strength… especially if you are a rebellious knucklehead and regardless, she has always maintained her sanity.” (Criss Jami)… 🙂

And there were Miss Daisy (she passed on just before Kathy)… a Jack Russell who was a die hard couch potato.. 🙂

And there was little Bree (she passed on 5 years ago), a Jack Russell, independent, who believed every minute was an adventure and left no stone unturned… when I brought her home she were 6 months old and I was her fourth owner.. She was 14 years old when she passed away.. 🙂

I remember one time when I were preparing the turkey….  🙂

I twas working on the turkey
When here arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the kitchen
To see what was the matter.

I ventured to the living room
And there, to my surprise, I did see,
Standing nose to nose, paw to paw
Was the Christmas mouse and Bree.

With spatula in hand, ENOUGH, I yelled
With a voice loud and clear,
So that the Christmas mouse and Bree
 Scattered, they did,  in fear.

It was back to the kitchen and the turkey
No thoughts of sugar plums, dancing in my head,
But thoughts of a Thanksgiving TV dinner
Cooking in the microwave instead……… 
      ( Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Yes, those moments have become memories, locked in the heart for when I grow to old to dream and my heart will go on… 🙂

I had better close for now… shared a few memories and preparing for more adventures that await me and friends to share thoughts with, so I can gather more memories… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…. 🙂

Until we meet again..

May the love that you give
Always return to you,
That family and friends are many
And always remain true,
May your mind only know peace
No suffering or strife,
May your heart only know love and happiness
On your journey through life.
     (Larry “Dutch” Woller)