“It is not the image without, but the beauty and love within that matters” (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 🙂 )..

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

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

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

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

Will thought and spirit continue
When, as in all things, mortal life 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 )

Hello Diary…

Yes, here on the path one is lead by the heart and another is accepted as to who they are and their dream, born free….just like the garden and backyard….

The clematis is starting to make its presence known…

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The clematis is the favorite of many, to grace the gardens with color and charm… then there is the honeysuckle..

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A favorite of my friend, the hummingbird, and sends its fragrance throughout the gardens…

But there is also the little white rose..

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Though not like the roses one sees in all those bouquets, the little rose has beauty and love in its own, and shares that beauty all summer long…

And there is the Butterweed, wild and free, and looks like a little yellow daisy…

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Many considered the little flower as a weed, but here on the path it is accepted and reminds one of a song of love…


Yes, the world of the path knows harmony and free to follow one’s dream..

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)

Well, better close for now… have adventures waiting, dreams to follow and ready to set sails.. But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

I’ll be seeing you..

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)

“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… 🙂

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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 🙂 )..

“Red sky in the morning, sailors warning…red skies at night, sailors delight”…

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Yes, not only health, environment and social storms, but Mother Nature decided to enter the mix also… fortunately no severe storms here on the path.. 🙂
Here on the path we do not raise the “white flag”, the storms do not stop us from living life, sharing thoughts and dreams with others, etc…. stayed out of the darkness but in the light, had a cup of tea, danced in the rain and ventured into the universe..

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“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)

Hello Diary…

Here in the world of the path we are able deal with the storms because even though we are different, instead of closed minded ideology, we share the same world being who we are…

Just a few residents on the path… 🙂

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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 while we are living life’s adventures, we don’t turn a blind eye to others that could use some help so they can follow their dream also, especially the children…

childrens home

And all the while doing so in harmony… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now… more adventures waiting for me and possibly a few storms later.. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

“I never say goodbye because goodbye sounds too much like forever and forever makes me cry”…. (Larry “Dutch” Woller )

“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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“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, today’s new adventure.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

“Worrying is like a rocking chair, it gives you something to do but it doesn’t get you anywhere” (Author Unknown)..

Hello Diary…

Yes, life has put many storms in the path but we do not worry… we concentrate not on the darkness, but the light and happiness.. “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)… 🙂

I am happy I am here to share a moment with my backyard friend, the Hummingbird….

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I am happy that I were able to share a moment with Mr. Rabbit, taking a brief break from our adventures to contemplate the tomorrows…

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I am happy that I were able to have the chance to dance and sing in the rain…

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I am happy, that with a open mind and heart, I am able to share life and memories with others, even though we may be different..

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Most of all I am happy that I am being me “Confidence is knowing who you are and not changing it a bit because of someone’s version of reality is not your reality.” (Shannon L. Alder )… 🙂

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Happiness reigns here on the path in spite of the storms “Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain” (Author Unknown) and in spite of the gloom and doom, in spite of any darkness that may be present, it is still a wonderful world here on the path least traveled… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now… adventures are waiting for me, so with a smile on my face and dreams in my heart, it is down the path I shall venture… but I shall return one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

The heart, spirit and mind eagerly at the ready, on the path
To seek out the rainbow… perhaps around the next bend,
Once found, I’ll have followed my dream and be home, you see
And that will be a start of a new beginning, not the end.
  (Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )

“No matter the pain or suffering, it is always better if it’s a burden shared by two, instead of a weight carried by one alone” 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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Yes, my friend, these are troubled times indeed, many harsh words being said… but you are beautiful in your own way, my friend, and never let the words of others caste doubt on who you are and wish to be… “Don’t be pushed around by the fears in your mind. Be led by the dreams in your heart.” (Roy T. Bennett)… 🙂

For you, dear friend, for being a rainbow in my world… 🙂

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A bouquet of flowers from my garden,
Their beauty need not be told,
Their fragrance is soothing and lovely
A pleasant scent for one to behold.

They remind me of you, my dear friend
Whose beauty from within you do share,
Sharing sunshine, understanding and laughter
Sowing the seeds of love and happiness in the air.

This bouquet was picked for you
For coming into my world, my dear friend,
For giving sunshine, laughter, love and happiness
For which I know will never end.
(Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Hello Diary…

There are many methods in today’s world of sharing friendship, and one of those methods with which one can share memories, thoughts and dreams with another, which can become special, is writing… and here I am preparing to write a letter to a friend in the very near future… 🙂

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And as I am contemplating what to pen on the paper, the words of a song come to mind; “Back Home Again in Indiana”… 🙂
I am also going to write another letter in the very near future as a memory of history’s past came to mind.. A day when my daughter and my niece hid from their grandmother while in a store name “Huey’s Bargain Barn”… but that is another story for another day… 🙂

What is a friend one would ask?…well, I have shared these thoughts before but perhaps with today’s world in turmoil, it would be best to share again….. 🙂

“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)

Alas, I had better close for now…have friends to visit, adventures and life’s challenges (may see some storms in the near future) to explore… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Why do I do what I do, one would ask?..because that’s the way old friends do… 🙂

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)

“Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly.” (Langston Hughes) on the path least traveled…

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂

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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, being different
Reminding me of words from a song,
Where do I fit in, one asks
One wonders, where do I belong.

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.
 
                           (Penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )

Hello Diary,

Yes, it is a quiet morning on the prairies indeed..and as I sit here with a spot of tea as a gaze about the backyard, it suddenly occurred to me that I envy a weed!.. Yes, Diary, you heard me correctly, a weed… that weed happens to be, wait for it………………………………………………………………….. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. the dandelion… 🙂

There are those that do like the dandelion (including me), and while one has to beware of possible chemicals, the leaves are edible and some make dandelion wine.. in spite of that, it is shunned by most, ridiculed, attempts made to make it disappear just because it is different and not up to standards of elements of world societies…

So why would one be envious of a dandelion?… because in spite of all the life’s challenges it continues to follow its dream… “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)..

Will to Live
I think of all things that show a zest
For life, the dandelion beats the rest.
The little winged seeds from its white fluff ball
Settle and grow with no urging at all.
Settle in most unlikely places
And soon there’s a crop of dandelion faces.

They are man’s worst pest, but a child’s playthings.
Sometimes I wish I had light down wings
Like a dandelion seed, and could settle at will
On a velvety lawn or a sun-spread hill,
And live with the eagerness and zest
Of the wanton little dandelion pest.
(MARY TRIPLETT)

Soooooooo, like me, it goes to bed of a evening…

dandlion goodnight

And dreams a dream, preparing for the tomorrows… “My dreams are my dress rehearsals for my future.” (David Copperfield)… like me, every morning it wakes up to follow that dream…“Every morning your have two choices: continue to sleep with your dreams, or wake up and chase them.” (Author Unknown)…

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Soooooooooo, yes indeed, while the little dandelion and I have some things in common, I am envious of that little weed as it greats me every morning in all its glory… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now, have a few dreams of my own to browse and a life to live… 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 spirit only know 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… 🙂

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“The man who follows the crowd will usually get no further than the crowd. The man who walks alone is likely to find himself in places no man has ever been before.” (Francis Phillip Wernig )…. 🙂

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 another 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)

Hello Diary,

With the life’s obstacles, weather, climate change or the virus thingy, seems a good number of people are at home or place of resident in today’s world… and with Easter observation (along with others) on the horizon, staying at home seems to impact those with religious ideologies…they are unable to visit churches, mosques, synagogues, etc…
Well, there was a time when those buildings did not exist, there was a time when there were no organized religious ideologies, no religious leadership… BUT, people still had a belief…. As the Chaplain told my late wife just before her passing “it is what is in the heart that is important, not a name above the door”… one does not need a building or a leader to believe in something…. as has been done for centuries, one can believe at home, perhaps better than anywhere else… 🙂

As the world knows, I am not into religious ideologies.. If I were so inclined, my home and garden would be my cathedral, the sky would be the roof…

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The birds and other backyard friends would be the chorus…

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And while everyone is different in appearance and thought, they would sing in harmony..

And, of course, this song is always on the program, right Ray?… 🙂

So you see, Diary, one doesn’t need a building or someone telling one how and what to believe, all one has to do is follow their heart no matter where they are at… “Don’t be pushed around by the fears in your mind. Be led by the dreams in your heart.” (Roy T. Bennett )… 🙂

And speaking of following, the sun has rose, adventures are on the horizon, so had better close and follow my heart on down the path.. But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Yes, Diary, for whatever reason you may be confined to home, simply follow your heart and perhaps follow the advice of the Seekers…

“Yesterday is a memory, tomorrow remains a mystery, today is a new adventure. Greet it with open arms, a open heart, a open mind and a smile. Enjoy it because it won’t come again.” ( 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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Hello Diary,

Yes, there is turmoil in the universe but in spite of life’s obstacles, I gaze at the horizon, thankful for the opportunity to enjoy life’s journey with a open mind, heart and free spirit… 🙂

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yes, Diary, I woke up on the green side of the grass, I am able to see the sun rise and I have the world at my fingertips.. I hear the sounds of my backyard friends as they follow their destiny while I prepare for my next adventure… it is a wonderful world indeed… 🙂

And I shall close for now, I thought I saw a rainbow on the horizon and life’s adventures are calling…but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

No matter the obstacle
Neither rain, sleet or snow,
With a song in my heart
It’s on down the path I shall go.