“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… 🙂 Me 1 copy ( “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 not easy to find happiness within ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere.” (Agnes Repplier)….. 🙂

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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,
(Still in the learning process for editor.. 🙂 )

“My will shall shape the future. Whether I fail or succeed 
shall be no man's doing but my own. I am the force; I can 
clear any obstacle before me or I can be lost in the maze.. 
My choice; my responsibility; win or lose, only I hold the 
key to my destiny".    Elaine Maxwell


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A Spirit Born Free…
 
While sipping a spot of tea
And relaxing in the morning time,
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)
 

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I Believe I’d Like To Be Different Instead…
 
And why do I wish to be different, you may ask,
The freedom to choose, to explore, to learn a lot,
Chained to a closed minded ideology…. 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.. wind is in the sails and there may be some life’s storms but “I'm not afraid of storms, for I'm learning how to sail my ship.” (Louisa May Alcott)… I shall return again one day, Fate (and WordPress) be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂 Until we meet again let’s give PEACE, LOVE and LEARNING a try, Let’s give it a go, everyone and get on that peace train…

“Every single thing that has ever happened in your life is preparing you for a moment that is yet to come”. (Author Unknown) on the path least traveled….

“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,

A pleasant morning greeted me as I woke up on the green side of the grass (not under it)…. 🙂  so thank you life for giving me a chance to chase my dreams, and thank you for many things… 🙂

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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 11-18-2018)
 
 

Well, I had better close now… busy, busy, busy with life’s challenges, following dreams… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Until we meet again..

It is change, continuing change, inevitable change, that is the dominant factor in society today. No sensible decision can be made any longer without taking into account not only the world as it is, but the world as it will be.” (Issac Asimov) 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… 🙂

Me 1 copy

( “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 🙂 )..

“Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past and present are certain to miss the future.” (John F. Kennedy)….

Winds of Change…

I watched that heavy door begin to close….
all the while the winds above me rose…..
The years whisper and whistle back into my ear…..
the memories haunted by sorrows and fear….

With a new day it finally dawned on me….
the past needed locking and I had the key…..
Leave it behind, leap and fly away free….
let the winds of change blow and carry me……

Feel them lifting my wings now able to soar…..
up to an open sky and caged no more…..
Flying so fast to where no hurt can find…..
a place of peace now inhabits my mind……

This heart full of courage never ceases to beat…..
knowing my history is not destined to repeat…..
Clear paths now lead me to a new destination…..
for my life, my future and the next generation…….
(Kelly Deschler )…..

Hello Diary (still having issues with WordPress… 🙂 ),……..

Yes, there is change here on the path in many forms…… one of those changes is the season, for Fall is on the horizon as indicated by the garden…. there are many habitants, animal and plant, in the gardens here on the path and they are preparing for fall and the winter doldrums… each and everyone different in their own way… among the plants with their last blooms:……

Red rose….

The Hosta…

And the white rose…

Even the trees are leaving a hint of what’s to come… 🙂

Yes, we all live here in 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…….

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…….

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 )……

And no matter the changes and life’s challenges, here on the path it is still a wonderful world… :)…….

Well, I had better close for now, I need to start preparing for fall and the winter doldrums also… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…….

Until we meet again…. 🙂

May love and laughter light your days,
and warm your heart and home.
May good and faithful friends be yours,
wherever you may roam.
May peace and plenty bless your world
with joy that long endures.
May all life’s passing seasons
bring the best to you and yours!
(Irish Saying)

“It’s time for greatness — not for greed. It’s a time for idealism — not ideology. It is a time not just for compassionate words, but compassionate action. A lot of people are waiting for Martin Luther King or Mahatma Gandhi to come back — but they are gone. We are it. It is up to us. It is up to you. “ (Marian Wright Edleman) 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… 🙂

Me 1 copy

( “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 🙂 )..

“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)

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

(penned on May 30, 2009 by; Sgt, Larry “Dutch” Woller
12th Marine Regiment
Vietnam, 1965–1966…)

Hello Diary,

“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)

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 LEARNING 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 LEARNING a try,
Let’s give it a go, everyone
Maybe no more children will die.
( Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Going to close for now.. Still learning here on WordPress and life… will return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…. 🙂

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
And may all the wishes you wish come true
(Irish Saying)

“Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.” -(Maria Robinson ) 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,

Change is in the winds and it seems that WordPress has changed also… not overly sure that I like it… that being said, it will take some time to learn how to use the new editor, if I ever do.. 🙂  that being said, with all other life’s challenge’s it may take some time for me to return… but you will be in my thoughts and heart till the rivers run dry and the four winds they all blow away… 🙂

Soooooooooooo, it is on down the path I must 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“.

          (penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Until we meet again…

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.

May the sun shine all day long

Everything go right, nothing go wrong

May those you love bring love back to you

And may all the wishes you wish come true

                   (Irish Saying)

Roses are red

Violets are blue,

Thoughts from the heart

I’m sending to you.

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.

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)

“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… 🙂

Me 1 copy

( “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 🙂 )..

There are many who gauge their wealth by their bank account, but here on the path we follow the dreams in our heart and take in the wonders of life and are richer by far!.. 🙂

quiet morn sunrise

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 blow away.

(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Hello Diary,

Work is done, a quiet morning to contemplate one’s dreams and what tomorrow may bring…. 🙂

me dream

children hope

The dream of hope
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.

lesbian friends

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

freedom

The dream of freedom
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.

happiness

The dream of happiness
Not a world of sorrow or fear
But a world of hope and dreams, not sadness
A world of eternal love and peace
A world of eternal happiness.

love girl and dog

The dream of love
A love that is without end
Through an eternity it will endure,
A love that knows no boundaries
A love beautiful, caring and pure.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I had better close for now…perhaps turn some dreams into reality “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) but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

“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 )…

“As my world is in a constant state of change, tomorrow my world will change, my future world will still be a mystery and today’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… 🙂

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( “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 🙂 )..

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As I gaze upon the horizon
Where my Fate waits for me,
My mind gently browses the past
That which has become a memory.

I grew up on a farm
Ohhhhh, the dreams had I,
To save the world from the evil dragons
Once, as a ole Marine, I did try.

I once loved and and lost
Suffered a broken heart, they say,
But now the heart has mended
As love managed to find a way.

With my hands I helped build a nation
Now the back is tired and sore,
But no white flag of surrender here
With a heart of dreams to do much more.

There were those by whom I were scorned
As I ventured down life’s highway,
They ridiculed and condemed
As I lived and love life my way.

Of the life I lived, I have no regrets
Would not change a thing, I must confess,
And I will continue to be me
As I venture down the path of happiness.

As my mortal clock starts to wind down
One wonders, is there another life for me,
Sadley, I must close, and seek out Fate
For Fate has the answer, Fate is the key.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Hello Diary,

Taking a brief break from dealing with life’s challenges to share a few thoughts… Although warm and humid, woke up to a tranquil morning here on the path and as I were gathering weather data and in the gardens, I not only took a photo of the horizon, but also the hibiscus in full splendor….

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And while I had camera in hand, I decided to take a, wait for it ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… SELFIE… 🙂

With mask… 🙂

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Without mask… 🙂

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I know, I know, I should have left the mask on… 🙂 🙂 🙂

And though it is quiet and serene at the moment, both I and my backyard friends know that change is in the winds… “Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past and present are certain to miss the future.” (John F. Kennedy)… 🙂

A quiet morning to wake up to
Listening to the birds sing,
Contemplating today and my tomorrows
Wondering, what the future might bring.

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

And change is slowly coming, it whispers in the winds
The door is slowly closing on past history,
One wonders what Fate has waiting
For the future is still shrouded in mystery.

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 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 )

As I venture down the path least traveled, my eye is on the horizon, ever searching for that rainbow, where my answers are… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now, more life challenges and adventures waiting for me, but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

“It is not the image without, but the spirit and love within that matters” on the path least traveled… 🙂

The path a place 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.

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)

In spite of life’s challenges, “I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.” (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… 🙂

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“Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly.” (Langston Hughes) and I am holding fast to that dream…. 🙂

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In history’s past on the path I had a dream
Of the world in harmony it did seem,
Accepting one as who they believe and are
One’s life’s 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 eyes and mind
Another creature’s belief, will not blind.

Free to boldly walk the lands, both far and near
All the while following ones dreams, without fear,
Not to be accepted by social ideology, you see
But the love, kindness, knowledge within, of a spirit born free.

Free, for ones humanity to embrace
Not being labeled by belief, gender or race,
Free, for one’s dignity not to be denied
Though there’s many a mortal, who has tried.

Here on the path it’s not a dream, but a reality
To follow ones dream, with a open heart, you see,
Free to love another without fear, as it should be
For here on the path, one is born free.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Hello Diary…

Taking a break from life adventures to share a few thoughts, Diary… as the experts say, the weather has been “unsettled” and have had some storms here on the prairie but so far have stayed clear of the path… have life’s storms in the area also but trying to help where I can… and will not give up in spite of obstacles that Fate, and the weather, may put in one’s path… “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”.. 🙂

A free spirit am I… 🙂

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While sipping a spot of tea
And relaxing in the morning time,
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.

Free to boldly walk the lands, both far and near
All the while following ones dreams, without fear,
Not to be accepted by social ideology, you see
But the love, kindness, knowledge within, of a spirit born free.

Though there are those who would color me different
And many to gaze upon me with dismay,
Unlike them, this spirit found happiness
Because I chose to live life my way.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I has better close for now… life’s challenges on the horizon along with adventures that await me… but I shall return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

So with open heart and mind it is on down the path I shall venture
With a pocket full of memories, on the horizon be my dreams, a new adventure
The sails set full, safe harbor fading in the distance, becoming a faint glow,
My course is set, my ship, the Spirit, is loaded, my destiny awaits, I know
( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

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“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.” (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… 🙂

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( “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,

Through all of today’s turmoil one hears only the voice of adults for the most part, one often wonders what the young people are thinking… I am in my second childhood so thought I would pen some thoughts… 🙂

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Through the eyes little folk…

I woke up this morning in a rush
Eagerly to start the day,
Hopefully to learn about the world
Maybe even have time to play.

I have many, many friends
Each one somewhat different than me,
But none of us mind at all
We believe it were meant to be.

Decided to check in with my friends
Before Mom gave the breakfast call,
So with anxious hands I started my little tablet
Were going to say hello to one and all.

My smile and joy were soon gone
As sadness did take its place,
My vision become blurry
A tear, ventured down my face.

I read a text in my inbox
With conflict, some of my friends did die,
With trembling lips I looked to the horizon
With heavy heart asked the question “WHY?”.

Just children wanting to live their dream,
Why is that so very wrong,
Their dream were taken away
So someone could prove their strong.

You know…. my heart will mend
For their memory lives in my heart,
And together we will play again
Not even distance will keep us apart.

I finish this with a smile on my face
For I know one day, somewhere, we’ll meet again,
And again, together, we will follow our dreams
And it will be a new beginning, not the end.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

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Well, I had better close, have been busy all week dealing with life’s challenges and preparing for the heat wave (I am in the circle)…..

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But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… so 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 happiness
On your journey through life.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

And, in spite of rain, hail, gloom of night, virus, heat wave, etc, by following ones heart with a open mind it is still a zip-a-dee-do-dah day here on the path… 🙂

“Every morning your have two choices: continue to sleep with your dreams, or wake up and chase them.” (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… 🙂

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( “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 🙂 )..

“Oh, yesterday’s over my shoulder , So I can’t look back for too long , There’s just too much to see waiting in front of me , And I know that I just can’t go wrong “… (Jimmy Buffet) and “Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.”…. ( Maria Robinson )

Sooooooooooooooooo,

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!
(penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Care to join me?… 🙂

Hello Diary,

Have been busy preparing for a possible heat wave, maybe more storms and other life challenges but not concerned here on the path because “I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.” (Louisa May Alcott) and by learning how to sail my ship with open mind and heart, happiness lies within the spirit “It is not easy to find happiness within ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere.” (Agnes Repplier )…. 🙂

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 the waters get a little rough, the skies turn stormy, have a heart filled with memories to see it through knowing there is always tomorrow and a better day…. 🙂

Well, I had better close for now…life is calling, adventures to live and more memories to make… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

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 )