“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…

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“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…

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“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)

“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 ) on the path least traveled…

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…How are we so “different”? If “different” is just a thing. If we all have certain features, What does “different” bring? …People filled with hatred, Can’t possibly see, That there’s not really “differences” Between you and me. …Looks can’t show “difference”, If they’re just there to be seen. If you don’t look like someone else, Why are they so mean? …If being “different” is what is wrong, I’d rather not be right. And I’d want to finish living, Doing the “different” fight. (Vincent Tabatha) Hello Diary, …Sitting here with a spot of tea, watching the sun rise on the horizon….

….And I thought I would explain some how I post… in the past I would write on a blog site and on occasion would have technical issues and lose all my efforts.. well, as my parents always told me “never put all your eggs in one basket”… 🙂 ….Soooooo, I would do all my publishing in either Publisher (which I am doing now) or the equivalent (also using some of the blog sites technology) and then copy and post in the blog site, in this case WordPress… 🙂 ….I do all my work on a old computer that is not online and by using flash drives, post on another computer that is online, that way all my work is saved and backed up and not lost should there be a technical issue of some kind.. plus I can take my time, and if I need to leave before I am finished, I can save and return to it another time… 🙂 …..Welcome to my world online… 🙂

….Yes, I try to unite the new with the old…the words by the Bellamy Brothers come to mind… 🙂 …He’s a old hippie 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 raise a fuss He’s just trying to adjust. (Bellamy Brothers) …..Will have to close and put technology on hold for now… weekends on the horizon, life is calling and dreams to follow… 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)

“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…

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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)

“Living life is like learning how to drive a automobile, at some point in time one has to get into the driver’s seat and take control”.. (Larry “Dutch” Woller) on the path least traveled…

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

freedom

Time flies, and memories fade.
People change and new friendships are made.
Only the true remain forever at our side.
Eventually the disappointment and pain will subside.

It is all about the journey and what has yet to come.
Life is what you make of it; you are what you’ve become.
Life is too short to hold onto regrets.
Forgiveness is key even though you may never forget.

Cherish the good and remove the bad.
Some people don’t realize till it’s gone what they’ve had.
Moving on is a way of life.
There will always be obstacles, pain, and strife.

You must believe that you are strong enough to fight.
You have to believe in yourself to do what is right.
Always do for YOU no matter what you do,
Because in the end the only one who has your back is you.

Never be afraid to take a stand,
And always be willing to lend a helping hand.
A little bit goes a long way.
All it takes is a smile to brighten someone’s day.

Your chance to live is now, so what are you waiting for?
The world is yours for the taking and so much more.
Endless possibilities are forever at your disposal.
The chance to live another day is life’s golden proposal.

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)

Hello Diary,

Spent the weekend contemplating the future and dreams… and now, in spite of life’s storms, it is time to leave safe harbor “I’m not afraid of storms, for I’m learning how to sail my ship.”(Louisa May Alcott) and venture down the path to my destiny and happiness… 🙂

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I awoke one morning, alone, in history’s past..
Left with a heart full of memories, a decision to make,
Confronted with two paths to my destiny..
Heart and mind to decide which one to take.

Take the one most traveled, the logical safe choice…
The one chosen by the multitudes..the human race,
Like sheep, following a path determined by another…
No self identity, all bearing the same face.

A most traveled path whose direction is chosen by a few
The rest to follow, ever so blind,
Their destiny not chosen by their own hand
Their fate determined, by a closed mind.

The other path less traveled, mysterious and unknown
Where one can be different, like me I confess,
Without fear of ridicule, bigotry  and hate
A path filled with love… and happiness.

A path less traveled where one can follow ones dreams
An open mind to see what others do not,
To live a life guided by one’s heart
While the other path one cannot.

Decision made, with eyes on the horizon
It’s down the path least traveled I do venture,
Excitement fills the air, a smile on the face
Looking forward to a great adventure.

My fate will be unknown, what lies ahead unsure
I do not know…. what my destiny will be,
But one thing will be certain, written in stone
I shall venture down that path …..being “ME“.
          ( Larry “Dutch” Woller)

And whether it is this path..

road to somewhere

Or this path…

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It is on the road again…. 🙂

Sooooooooo, will close for now and set sail… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin and the creeks don’t rise…

And, until we meet again..

No matter the time or distance
Together we’ll 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.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“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) on the path least traveled…

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Yes, one cannot always go with the crowd, to follow society because “It is not easy to find happiness within ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere.” (Agnes Repplier )… 🙂

happiness

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,

It is a quiet Sunday morning… while listening to some quiet, meditating music I looked upon the horizon..

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I had a lovely conversation with Fate, one sided of course… 🙂

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 )

Well, I know one thing I would like to do, I cannot carry a tune in a bucket but I would like to teach the world to sing… 🙂

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Well, I won’t get any answers sitting here, so I had better close and venture on down the path… 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 happiness
On your journey through life.
May all your wishes come true for thee
And life is all that you wish for it to be.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

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“If you think you can, you can. And if you think you can’t, you’re right” ( Mary Kay Ash) on the path least traveled…

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“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 )…

never quit

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road your trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and its turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When they might have won, had they stuck it out.
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victors cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when your hardest hit,
It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit!
(Wade Watts)

Hello Diary,

With the possibility of heat and humidity in the near future, spent the week busy preparing for the heat wave… 🙂

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But even with dealing with life’s challenges and the weather, one needs to pause… to smell the roses and contemplate when the time is right..

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, not only the heart but time itself… 🙂

And the weekend will be the right time to relax, browse memories and contemplate the tomorrows and when that is done, open the trusty Kindle… 🙂

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All with a taste of wine… 🙂

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But for now, will have to close and it is HI HO HI HO it’s off to work I go… 🙂 but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Until we meet again..

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… 🙂

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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 🙂 )..

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.

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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 )…

“And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.” (Abraham Lincoln) 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 🙂 )..

Yes, one cannot be happy unless one is happy within themselves, being who they are and wish to be, even if it means being different…and given the choice between following the crowd and being different, I believe I’d like to be different instead… 🙂

me 8-8-2020

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 )

Hello Diary,

Another quiet morning to wake up to here on the prairies, storms on the horizon they say… but “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain” (Author Unknown) so it is on down the path to seek out new adventures… saw these Contrails (condensed jet engine exhaust) of man’s flying machines crossing in the sky…

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Tic-Tac-Toe anyone?… 🙂 wonder if the folks wave to each other when their paths cross while enroute to their destinies… no planes here on the path but in spite of life’s challenges, venturing on down the path seeking out that elusive rainbow where the answer to my dreams lies… 🙂

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 )

That being said, will close for now.. a relaxing Sunday planned with the Kindle and a spot of wine… life’s challenges, stormy weather and a busy week ahead… 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 as I seek out new adventures… want to join me on the road of life?… 🙂

( a road venturing south from my home)
road to somewhere