“The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be.” (Ralph Waldo Emerson) 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  🙂 ).. 🙂

Spring has finally arrived, creatures large and small and plants are waking up from winter’s doldrums and preparing for new adventures… 🙂

 

 

I’m watching the sun come up
With a spot of tea in my hand,
Thoughts passing like a gentle breeze
As I gaze upon the land.

Thinking about my garden
As I watch the squirrels at play,
Will this be a good year?
With nature being kind...day by day.?

Or will it be like last year
A struggle both day and night,
Hoping for a better day
With every morning’s light.

Love is in the air
Carried by a gentle breeze,
In the notes of a birds song
As the melody,..gently,.. drifts through the trees.

The time has come to make ready
To plan and to prepare,
Even though it’s cool outside
A taste of spring, and love,  is in the air!

Or is it just me………….. 
           (Larry “Dutch” Woller, )

Yes, birds, bees and creatures large and small have joined their voices in harmony and the garden is alive with music.. 🙂 Hello Diary, Yes, spring has arrived in the garden here on the path, where all the inhabitants live in harmony, each one a one-of-a-kind, unique piece of the puzzle called “life”… (photo taken last summer)… 🙂

A Not So Secret Garden

I live in a not so secret garden
Along the path least traveled,
Quite unlike the other world
A world that has become unraveled.

A garden of peace and harmony
Being different does not matter here,
All creatures, big and small, living together
Unlike the other world,  they do not live in fear.

Free to boldly walk the lands, both far and near
To lives one’s own 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.

Together we live the hand that Fate has dealt us
Not sure of, 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.

So into the not so secret garden I will venture
Along the path least traveled, 
To find love, understanding, to follow one’s dreams
Unlike the other  world unraveled.
                       (Larry “Dutch” Woller  )

Love and understanding, no hate, fear or prejudice in the garden on the path… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now, unfortunately I cannot convince my backyard friends to change the bed or do the laundry… 🙂   but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

 

 

Until we meet again…

It is not just another  day
For in spite of time, distance or whatever,
If only in spirit and thought
We’ll be sharing today together.

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

“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain”. (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  🙂 ).. 🙂

Tomorrow is Sunday here on the path, Easter  for those with faith based ideology, a religious remembrance… and with conflict, illness, etc. it may be trying times for those folks also… just before my late wife passed (cancer) she were visited by a Chaplain… he ask her if she had a religion and she said “No”, he then ask her if she believed in the hereafter and she said “Yes”, the Chaplain said “Good, for it is what is in the heart that matters, not a name above a door”… 🙂

The universe knows I am not into religious ideologies, but am a independent, born again heathen (so they tell me) but I believe there is a saying; “God promised you a safe landing, he did not say the journey were to be a smooth one”, so whatever one believes, nor how dark the skies or life’s challenges, perhaps you should listen to your heart filled with dreams, one can do that anywhere, anytime… 🙂

 

 

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.
                                              (John Raines)

And maybe follow the advice of Judith Durham of the Seekers… 🙂 Or perhaps ABBA… 🙂

Hello Diary,

Yes, tomorrow is  Sunday and a Easter holiday here on the prairies…a pleasant spring like Sunday to behold… unfortunately, here on the path there may not be any Easter eggs this year as it appears the Easter bunny will be taking the day off, being a holiday and all…  🙂

 

And here on the path the only eggs are powdered… 🙂

Sooooooooooo, the only coloring will be from a book… 🙂

BUT, I will enjoy the day anyway…. why enjoy one would ask?… because the sun will put in an appearance… 🙂

And hopefully will wake up on the green side of the grass and because I can…. 🙂

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, 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 )

So, will enjoy the day with a cup of tea…. 🙂

And some help from my favorite orchestra, Andre Rieu… 🙂

So, I had better close for now  make ready to enjoy the day, for it won’t come again… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

 

 

Until we meet again, Happy Easter wherever you are...

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)

“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 ) 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  🙂 ).. 🙂

“Maybe I’m not so different from everyone else after all. It’s like somebody gave me a puzzle, but I don’t have the box with the picture on it. So I don’t know what the final thing is supposed to look like. I’m not even sure if I have all the pieces.” (Sharon M. Draper )…  🙂

 

Yes, in these challenging times, sometimes one asks oneself who am I, really…. 🙂

Who am I, one wonders
Whether it is race, gender or ideology,
As I venture down life’s path
As a spirit that is born free..

Wondering about being different
Reminds me of words from a song,
Where do I fit in, one would ask
One wonders, where do I belong.

Does the image without
Determine who I am to be,
Even though the spirit within
May be different, be me.

Do I follow my heart’s dream
When heart and mind disagree,
Or do I listen to the mind
While dealing with reality.

Those questions and more
Life’s puzzle to unravel,
To find answers I am seeking
Down the path I must travel.

So I shall  continue down the path least traveled
To seek that rainbow, perhaps around the next bend,
Once found, I’ll have my answers
And that will be the beginning, not the end.
    (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

And the adventure begins with the search for that elusive rainbow being led by my heart… 🙂

Hello Diary,

And after years of facing challenges, having the mind, spirit and heart bruised on occasion, I have no regrets for the only path to happiness is venturing down life’s path being me… and Steve Jobs agrees… 🙂

“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 )…. 🙂

 

 

Down the path least traveled I venture..

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 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“.
          ( Larry “Dutch” Woller)

On the horizon lies my rainbow and the path to the rainbow is a wonderful world indeed… 🙂

And speaking of venturing down the path, I had better close for now, get my walking shoes on and leave safe harbor to greet new adventures… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willing and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Until we meet again, my wish for you…. 🙂

 

 

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)

“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  🙂 ).. 🙂

 

“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)… 🙂

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

A quiet morning, life is calling
Beckoning on the path, its mysteries many unfold,
Each to explore and treasure
One day to become a memory to behold.

A quiet morning, birds chirping 
Another day to learn and explore about me.
It is my life.. only I can live it
So will do it my way.. don’t you see.

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

A quiet morning, here on the path
At the end... on the horizon… lies my rainbow,
It is there my answers lie... the truth is known
Until then, only Fate and destiny will know.

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

And because I venture down the path with open mind being led by the heart, I look forward to greeting my tomorrows… 🙂

Hello Diary,

Has been a busy week and thought I would stop the world , get off briefly and share some thoughts… with spring in the air (though still a bit cool) puttered around indoors making minor changes to finish up indoors… the one thing I have not change is a secluded area I affectionately refer to as my “sanctuary…  🙂

 

It is a place in the house where I sit and meditate and often pen my thoughts that rhyme… 🙂

A place where I pen thoughts that rhyme like what is happiness… 🙂

Happiness is to have loved
Than have not loved at all,
To share love with another
To always heed one's heart call.

Happiness is to follow one's dream
To be who one wishes to be,
To live one's own life one's own way
Not live the life of another, you see.

Happiness is always waking up on
The green side of the grass,
Even though the day may be stormy
Knowing it too shall pass.

Happiness is knowing another
A understanding, caring friend,
Someone to share life's memories with
A friendship to never end.

Happiness is to pen thoughts
Let the fingers do the walking,
Thoughtful words that come  from within
Because the heart does the talking.

Happiness is knowing when to end a poem
For it is down life’s highway I need to venture,
To gather more memories and thoughts to share
As I live, and enjoy,  tomorrow's new adventure.
                   (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

And when we are happy, we’re on fire, right Freedom Fry??… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now, may see some prairie thunderstorms later, but whether it is the weather or life’s storms, “I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.”( Louisa May Alcott)… but I shall return 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 spirit only know love and happiness
On your journey through life.
     (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

And… 🙂

“Becoming free is learning about yourself; the scared and the insecure, the brilliant and the bold. Embrace both and the journey is yours and yours alone. No longer are you following another’s directions and your path and purpose will present themselves. Only then might you find another wandering soul doing the same thing, who can walk with you but on their own journey. All of a sudden you might find a shared passion and a wrinkled map on the trail that makes sense.” (Riitta Klint) 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  🙂 ).. 🙂

 

“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)… 🙂

A Spirit Born Free…

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

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
Follow 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)

Hello Diary,

Yes, Diary, it is not easy to follow  one’s dreams being led by one’s heart, but that is the only true path to happiness…. and at some point, one may have to heed the words of Robert Frost… 🙂

 

Soooooooo, with open mind and happy heart... 🙂

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 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 )

No, not going to give up now… going to follow my path down life’s highway and hopefully one day see how it all ends… 🙂

Will bring my ramblings to an end…the highway is beckoning and will need to make ready for new adventures… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

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

 

“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) 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, “It is not easy to find happiness within ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere.” (Agnes Repplier ) so I choose to be happy being me, even if it makes me 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.

Not another like me, I am one of a kind
Don’t always fit in, with most society’s thought and mind,
But will sail against the current, pull on Superman’s cape,
Spit into the wind, with courage face adversity with glee,
How and why?... because I am are 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 )

And in spite of challenges being different may bring, there is happiness within because of a heart and spirit born free, being me… 🙂

Hello Diary,

In spite of the storms of conflict, illness, climate change, I venture down the path without fear because “I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.” (Louisa May Alcott) and as I gaze upon the horizon (photo take last summer) contemplating what adventures await me…. 🙂

 

And I asked myself “When Is The Right Time?”…. 🙂

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 the seeds of peace 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 ).

Yes, only the heart and time holds the answer… 🙂

And now the heart is telling me it is time to close as there are adventures waiting, more memories to be had… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Yes,  even though conflict, illness, climate change, etc. are presenting dark days at the moment, we shall see brighter days because we know our love will see us through, knowing our dreams lie ahead, somewhere in time…  🙂

 

 

“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) 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 closed minded ideologies, greed, prejudice, conflict, illness, climate change, etc. presenting daily challenges to oneself, it is difficult to be positive, to hold on to one’s dream, but there is always hope to cling to, for…

 

 

“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

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 when hope teams up with love, the team is unbeatable!!… 🙂

Hello Diary,

To deal with life’s challenges here on the path, not only is there the team of love and hope, but there is a third member of the team, my dream…“Every morning your have two choices: continue to sleep with your dreams, or wake up and chase them.” (Author Unknown)… 🙂

 

 

I Had A Dream And Still Do…. 🙂

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)

Here on the path ( and hopefully the rest of the universe) there is hope, love and a dream and they will get us through everything, right Abba?… 🙂 Yes, with a heart full of memories and with love, hope and a dream, I will venture down the path with a open mind as I deal with life’s challenges and seek out adventure with a smile on my face because each and every day will be a zip-a-dee-do-dah day!!… 🙂

I had better close for now, one of life’s challenges, the laundry is done… 🙂  but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

And remember...
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?
                                                       (Hollianne Boucher)

“I am what and who I am, venturing down the path of life, following my dreams, chasing rainbows and leaving safe harbor with sails set full to boldly go where I have not been before”… (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  🙂 ).. 🙂

It’s that time of year when I join the weeders army, to keep watchful eye here in the path’s gardens…

Though plants like the wild violet ( considered a weed by many) have a home in the path’s gardens also… 🙂

Weeder's Thoughts…..
I have raked the soil and planted the seeds 
Now I've joined the army that fights the weeds.
For me no flashing saber and sword, 
To battle the swiftly marching horde; 

With a valiant heart I fight the foe, 
My only weapon a trusty hoe.
No martial music to swing me along, 
I march to the robin redbreast song. 

No stirring anthem of bugle and drum 
But the cricket's chirp and the honey bee's hum.
No anti-aircraft or siren yell
But there's Trumpet-creeper and Lily-bell. 

With a loving heart and a sturdy hand, 
I defend the borders of flower-land;
While high over Larkspur and Leopardsbane,
A butterfly pilots his tiny plane; 

But I shall not fear his skillful hand, 
My enemy charges only by land.
Would those who lead nations in war and hate
But lay down their guns at some garden gate,
There, bury- their bombs and their bloody deeds,
And join the grand army that's fighting the weeds.
  (Alma B. Eymann)

Hello Diary,

Yes, though it is a bit cool outdoors, spring is in the air and the gardens and backyard are starting to wake up from the winter doldrums… with the migratory birds (who stop for a quick lunch on occasion) voice added to the rest of the birds, their music can be heard on a quiet springlike morning like today… 🙂

 

 

I’m watching the sun come up
With a spot of tea in my hand,
Thoughts passing like a gentle breeze
As I gaze upon the land.

Thinking about my garden
As I watch the squirrels at play,
Will this be a good year?
With nature being kind...day by day.?

Or will it be like last year
A struggle both day and night,
Hoping for a better day
With every morning’s light.

Love is in the air
Carried by a gentle breeze,
In the notes of a birds song
As the melody,..gently,.. drifts through the trees.

The time has come to make ready
To plan and to prepare,
Even though it’s cool outside
A taste of spring, and love,  is in the air!

Or is it just me………….. 🙂
           (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Yes, my backyard friends add music to the day as I venture out in search of new adventures… “Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.” (Plato)… 🙂

I had better close for now, have much to prepare for as the excitement builds here on the path….but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

 

 

Yes, it feels like spring here on the path, a path that is 

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.
    (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Care to join me?… 🙂

“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  🙂 ).. 🙂

I have been ask a number of times what I thought about friends and friendship… I have shared this a few times in the past but perhaps with today’s challenges and conflicts, it would be a good time to share again…  🙂

 

 

 Perhaps Adam Clarke said it best… 🙂
  
 "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)
  
   

Hello Diary,

Yes, in today’s world it may seem difficult to find a friend, especially if one should find oneself in a strange place.. but know that true and dear friends always  live in one’s heart and  are there wherever one ventures… home is where the heart (filled with memories) is and one can always return home whenever one wishes.. 🙂

 

 

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

“A single rose can be my garden… a single friend, my world.” (Leo Buscaglia)… 🙂

“I would rather walk with a friend in the dark, than alone in the light.” (Helen Keller).. 🙂

“Don’t walk in front of me I may not follow, don’t walk behind me I may not lead, walk beside me just be my friend” (Albert Camus)… 🙂

“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 and thought
 We’ll be sharing today together.
  
 A day filled with hope and dreams
 With a mind that is 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 the book  of memories and thoughts
 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)
  
   

And with sharing a few thoughts about friends and friendship, I shall close for now…there is a world and a universe out there filled with adventures waiting for me.. But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

 

 

Until we meet again, my friend… 🙂

“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) 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  🙂 ).. 🙂

“Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies in the final sense a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed.”  (Dwight D. Eisenhower)… 🙂

 

Me, South Vietnam 1965-1966..

 

 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 was a hostile, violent land
 The dangers, the horrors of war 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, LASSIES AND LADS!!!.. And SEMPER FI
                          ( Sgt, Larry “Dutch” Woller, 12th Marine Regiment, Vietnam, 1965–1966...)
  
   

Hello Diary, Yes, I witnessed first hand conflict ( I am setting on the ground)…

And know that all conflict does is create more conflict, sows the needless seeds of bitterness, hate, anger, pain and suffering… those photos of me were taking in 1966 in South Vietnam, and here today (55 years later), I browsed the news and see more bombing and conflict… will they ever learn???… 🙂

“What difference does it make to the dead, the orphans and the homeless, whether the mad destruction is wrought under the name of totalitarianism or in the holy name of liberty or democracy?” ( Mahatma Gandhi)… 🙂

 

 

 

 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 they always return,
 Death, destruction, suffering and pain
 Won’t they every learn?
  
 What’s wrong with this idea?
 Let’s give UNDERSTANDING a try,
 Let’s give it a go, everyone
 Maybe no more children will die. 
  
  Anger versus anger, hate versus hate
 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 UNDERSTANDING a try,
 Let’s give it a go, everyone
 Maybe no more children will die.
 ( Larry “Dutch” Woller) 
  
   

Yes, since man has stood upright, they have tried clubs, spears, arrows, bullets, missiles, bombs and haven’t accomplished peace yet, perhaps they should try love… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now… venture down the path sharing some love, smile and perhaps be a rainbow in someone’s cloud…“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)… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…  🙂

 

No conflict here on the path, we ride the peace train…. All aboard!!.. 🙂