“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 🙂 ).. 🙂 “Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.” (Emily Dickinson)…

Hope is...

Hope is a feather floating in a bright blue sky
Hope is that sparkle that shines in your eyes.
Hope is a butterfly fluttering on the wind
Hope is good times spent with family and friends.

Hope is a newborn baby's cry
Hope is a Mother's lullaby.
Hope is the rainbow after a rain
Hope is the harvest of golden grain.

Hope is the light that keeps darkness at bay
Hope is the breeze on a hot summer day.
Hope is ever present and free of cost
Hope is the last thing ever lost.

Hope is the staying positive when the going gets rough
Hope is seeking help when you fell you've had enough.
Hope is recovery from simmering sorrow
Hope is believing in a brighter tomorrow.
                     (Linda Hotger)
Hello Diary, Have been busy preparing for winter.. had a visit by Jack Frost twice which means Ole Man Winter is around somewhere… 🙂

But in spite of life’s challenges, here on the path one still follows one’s dreams.. for one should “Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly.” (Langston Hughes )….. 🙂

In history's pat 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 creatures 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 one's 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 one's 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)
“Every morning your have two choices: continue to sleep with your dreams, or wake up and chase them.” (Author Unknown)… 🙂 Well, I had better close for now.. have dreams to follow and leaves to gather..busy, busy, busy… 🙂 but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…. Until we meet again..
May flowers line your path
and sunshine light your way,
May songbirds serenade you
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.
      (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… 🙂

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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)

“ I am currently attending the School of Life, learning more about the universe and me… and Graduation Day will be the day of my funeral and it is then I will know if I failed or I succeeded and graduated”… (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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“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)

World Children

Through the eyes of a child….

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.

One day us children will meet again,
And in harmony we will play,
Together we will follow our dreams
For forever and a day.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Hello Diary,

Thursday the 19th were the first day of spring.. However, apparently Ole Man Winter did not look at the calendar because the following Sunday morning, the 22nd, looked like this..

sun morn snow

There were a multitude of birds out and about, braving the elements while singing their chorus, but saw two sparrows who decided to get out of the weather…

sparrows hiding

Their parents didn’t raise dummies… 🙂 spring is in the air though, and so is love…

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

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

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

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

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

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

Whether it is a special love, or a friend, love is the bond… “Love knows no bounds or time, love is the spirit of the heart, love is the life support of hope, love is the force behind compassion, love is the foundation for true friendships, relationships”…. (Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I had better close for now… dreams, adventure and maybe some stormy weather on the horizon.. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

When Is The Right Time, One Would Ask….

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 go to war,
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 ).

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

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Neither rain, sleet, snow, gloom of night nor conoavirous (I do not have the disease at this time 🙂 ) will get between me and happiness because “Today I choose life. Every morning when I wake up I can choose joy, happiness, negativity, pain… To feel the freedom that comes from being able to continue to make mistakes and choices – today I choose to feel life, not to deny my humanity but embrace it.” (Kevyn Aucoin)… 🙂

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)

Hello Diary,

Yes, it is a calm Sunday morning after some snow yesterday….

Sat morning sunrise

Ole Man Winter is still in town but we are happy anyway because we have tea, fine reading and music… “Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.” (Plato)… 🙂

Here on the path we also have some thoughts that rhyme… 🙂

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sooooooooooo, I’ll better close for now and seek out that rainbow…. 🙂

But I shall return again one day, fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… so I will join my friends…

people-of-the-worldlove

And it is on the path I shall venture… 🙂

On Valentines day, and every day, “The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy of it, you will discover that for you the world is transformed.”. (Jiddu Krishnamurti) 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 have shared this before but needs to be shared every day, especially on Valentines Day…“Love is the expansion of two natures in such fashion that each include the other, each is enriched by the other.” (Felix Adler)…. 🙂

love-world, hands1

“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,

The weather will appear to be more like Christmas at the North Pole rather than Valentines Day on the prairies… 🙂

snow 2-13-2020

But love will not be denied on the path least traveled… “Life gives us brief moments with another, but sometimes in those brief moments we get memories that last a lifetime, So live that your memories will be part of your happiness.” (Author Unknown).

image of love

WHAT YOU MEAN TO ME…

Not enough words to tell you,
Words full of love from the heart,
But I have all eternity to try
This poem will be a start!

You are my everything!
You mean the world to me!
Cannot see life without you
We, our love, were meant to be!

I bathe in your love
That grows stronger each and every day.
That warms my heart and spirit
With each loving word you say!

I awake in the morning, eagerly
Awaiting treasured words from thee,
To feel the precious warmth and love
You and your words do give to me!

Your love gives life a meaning
Gives me a reason to greet the day,
Warms the very depths of my spirit
Keeps the nightly cold at bay!

At times distance may lay between us
No bounds nor distance….does our love know,
Knows no space or time,
As our love continues to grow.

A love that will stand the test of time
Will be there always…forever and ever,
And I will love you still
Beyond the 12th of Never.
( Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I had better close… life, love and adventure awaits… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise….. 🙂

lesbian friends

How many ways do I love thee
Too many for mere words to say,
A love that grows and grows in strength
With each and every day!

I love your thoughts, and feelings
Each and every word I treasure,
Warms the heart, spirit and mind
To heights impossible to measure!

I love your laughter, your humor
The gentle teasing, a word here and there,
Present in all our conversations
Present in everything we share.

I love your soft warm eyes
Enchanting with a mysterious hue,
I love your precious heart
That holds the words, I Love You

I love you mostly because you are you
With whose love I’ve been richly blessed,
A love like no other, one of a kind
A eternal love, and eternal happiness!!!
( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

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

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

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“Today I choose life. Every morning when I wake up I can choose joy, happiness, negativity, pain… To feel the freedom that comes from being able to continue to make mistakes and choices – today I choose to feel life, not to deny my humanity but embrace it.” (Kevyn Aucoin)

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 3/26/2016)

Hello Diary,

Thought I would take a brief break from chores, challenges and tweaking technology to share a few thoughts about being oneself… “When someone tells you “you’ve changed”, it might be because you have stopped living your life their way”.. (John Pence)… 🙂
In history’s past, I had made a small brush pile next to the ground feeder for protection from the weather and predators for my little backyard friends…“When a friend is in trouble, don’t annoy the friend by asking if there is anything you can do. Think up something appropriate and do it.” (Author Unknown)….

brushpile 1

Well, yesterday, while in the utility room doing the laundry, I noticed a Red-tailed hawk perched on a piece of lumber in the brush pile…. 🙂

hawk

He was no doubt trying to design a method with which to access the little creatures who were snuggled in the safety and warmth of the brush pile… I expect the hawk did not succeed as he was gone some time later… 🙂 it were probably a wise choice on the hawks part as Ole Man Winter put in an appearance soon after…

snow on path

To the eye of the observer it may have appeared that the hawk failed, but in truth the hawk did not because the hawk chose its own path and gathered more knowledge while being who it was…..

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“.
          (penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Yes, the hawk and I are facing life’s challenges while doing it our way… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now…. chores, challenges and technology awaits me…but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

When Is The Right Time, one Would Ask…. ?

To take this path
To maybe take the other,
To open ones heart
To share it with another.
( Larry “Dutch” Woller ).

Only time has the answer..

A new year, new adventures and “Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow them.” (Louisa May Alcott) 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 hat work glasses..

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The new year is here, excitement mounts as one contemplates the adventures that lie ahead, then challenges that life will put in one’s path to test one’s will…

I’m just a free spirit
Open mind and heart is all I’ll ever be,
Don’t need much money
Being rich is not for me.

I have a pocket full of dreams
My fate, has yet to be told,
As I sail from safe harbor
While watching my destiny unfold.

I am not in a “box”
No social chains, you’ll see,
As down the path least traveled
Adventure waits for me.

Not interested in a “image”
Being me is my forte,
I am who I am, leaving no stone unturned
Exploring life each and every day.

Waking up to a world born free
With creatures in their daily rush,
Pursuing their own destinies
Before sunset brings, the evening hush.

The morning air smells clean and fresh
As I awake, there’s a twinkle in the eye,
As I contemplate the mysterious horizon
Wearing a cape of blue sky.

Yes…just color me a free spirit
For most social graces I do not fit it seems,
No matter, as I choose happiness over ideology
Guided by my heart, as I follow my dreams.

( Larry “Dutch” Woller, )

Hello Diary,

Yes, the new year has arrived, new adventures await me… So, Mr. Twain, do I stay in safe harbor or do I go where I have never been before??.. “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover, acquire new friends and gain knowledge of yourself and the world.” (Samual Clemens aka Mark Twain)…

Soooooooooo, that leaves one more question; When Is The Right Time, I ask myself…. 🙂

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 flowers 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 ).

Soooooooo, to find the answers, I need to follow my heart down the path… 🙂

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 other 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 )

But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…. “Life gives us brief moments with another, but sometimes in those brief moments we get memories that last a lifetime, So live that your memories will be part of your happiness.” (Author Unknown) and be it sorrow or happiness, a tear if sadness or a tear if joy, we will live that live together, because that is what friends do… 🙂

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“ A New Years toast; CHEERS, LASSIES AND LADS..To PEACE, HOPE and LOVE, may they long endure” on the path least traveled (and everywhere)…

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 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.
 
                           ( Larry “Dutch” Woller )

“Don’t fit in with the old, too old for the new” (Bellamy Brothers) but somewhere on the horizon there is a place for me… 🙂

Hello Dairy…

It is New Years eve, time rapidly approaching to ring in the new… to face new challenges and adventures… in preparing for the new year, I came across a game hen that has been in the freezer since Columbus discovered America… 🙂 soooooooooooo, I put it in the crockpot…

game hen

While waiting for it to finish cooking, and with the future uncertain in the new year, made an inquiry to Fate..

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, I 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 )

Of course, Fate (nor Destiny) did not reply so I will have to venture down the path to get my answer… the adventure could get a bit bumpy at times, may see some gray skies, but I shall keep the words of Pope John XXIII in mind…

“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 )

And will not raise the white flag!!.. 🙂

With that being said, will close for now and finish preparing for the new year..but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…

Until we meet again, on this holiday and every day…

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

Happy New Year and I will see you next year… 🙂

Goodnight, goodnight, until we meet again
Adios, Au Revoir, Auf Wiedersehn ’til then
And though it’s always sweet sorrow to part
You know you’ll always remain in my heart
Goodnight, sleep tight, and pleasant dreams to you
Here’s a wish and a prayer that every dream comes true
And now ’til we meet again
Adios, Au Revoir, Auf Wiedersehn
GOOD NIGHT!

“Christmas is not a time nor a season, but a state of mind. To cherish peace and goodwill, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas.” – (Calvin Coolidge) 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 🙂 )

Not only is it the season of giving, but also the season for memories, not only to share the old but to make new..

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As Christmas Day approaches
One contemplates not the day,
But all the years of memories and thoughts
That one, with family and friends, acquired along the way.

Memories filled with sadness, sorrow perhaps
Memories with happiness, joy and without fear,
Memories to bring out the laughter
memories to bring out a tear.

A special day and one to treasure
And not because of the calendar age,
Because the book of memories and thoughts
Will be adding another page!

Even though a distance and time apart
It will be a day that we all will share,
For our love and understanding knows no time or distance
Be assured, if only in spirit, I will be there!

It will become our memory, and we will share
Today, and every day…… forever,
Because of our free spirit eternal
Beyond…………. the 12th of Never!!
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Hello Diary,

Busy with preparations for the holiday and coming new year… Ole Man Winter visited the weekend and left his calling card… 🙂

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Will Ole Man Winter visit on Christmas Day, one wonders.. or will Santa have to fine another mode of transportation than his sleigh… 🙂 and speaking of Santa, unwrapped a present early…

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It is a solar charger for my phone… were going to wait till Christmas but with the unpredictable weather, decided to get it up and running and have it on standby… and while watching it snow, I contemplated the different scenarios for Christmas, here is one… 🙂

Twas the night before Christmas
All quiet around the tree,
Not a creature were stirring
I were dreaming about the lottery.

No stockings were hung with care
I needed them…you know,
They keep my feet warm
While I am out shoveling snow.

Cookies and milk were set out for Santa
Just before I went to bed,
Unfortunately Santa didn’t get a crumb
The mouse ate them instead.

There were only one package
A large envelope under the tree,
It was seasons greetings
From the power company.

But I jumped out of bed
And I shouted with glee,
Why were I happy, one wonders
I woke up on the green side of the grass, you see.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

Well, I had better close for now, much to do before relaxing and enjoying the holidays…but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

The spirit is in the air, the weather not to matter
And I am caught up in the spirit, I must confess,
So white or no, Merry Christmas to ALL!
And may all your presents be filled…. with love and happiness!!
( Larry “Dutch” Woller, )

On this Thanksgiving (and every day) “Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me” (Vince Gill) 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 🙂 )

Thanksgiving Eve is approaching on the prairies and the path least traveled, time to contemplate the future while browsing through memories past…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Life gives us brief moments with another, but sometimes in those brief moments we get memories that last a lifetime, So live that your memories will be part of your happiness.” (Author Unknown).
And for all those wonderful spirits and people that graced the path with their presence over time, thanks for the memories.. 🙂

Hello Dairy…
(Were going to post tomorrow, Wednesday, but with the potential for hazardous weather on the horizon, thought I had better do it today… 🙂 )

Thanksgiving and the holidays are on the horizon.. and hopefully not only for a time of cheer but also a time of peace, hope, love, understanding and friendship for everyone, that is my dream for the holidays (and every day)… 🙂

In history’s past, on the path, I had a dream
Of a world in harmony it did seem,
Accepting one as to who they believe and are
One’s lifes choices no one did bar.

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Free to climb a mountain, to touch a star
Free to search the universe, where answers are,
Free to venture through life, with open mind
Another’s belief, it did not blind.

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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.

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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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I still have that dream, you know
A dream that began a long time ago,
A dream without end, each and every day
Until the four winds, they all blow away.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)

The universe knows that I am not into religion (as my late wife’s Chaplain said “ it is what is in the heart that matters, not a name above a door) but I agree with Vince and Jenny Gill…

Well, I had better close… need to prepare for the holidays also, all the while awaiting what adventures lies ahead.. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise..

Of course, what makes the holidays magical, especially Christmas, are the children (like me.. 🙂 )… to see the wonder in their eyes and the excitement in their voices… “To me there is no picture so beautiful as smiling, bright-eyed, happy children; no music so sweet as their clear and ringing laughter.” (P. T. Barnum)

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Charlie Daniels often refers to the children as “Little Folks”…

Little folks are people too
Very much like me and you
The little things they say and do
They kinda make your day
Foolishness and common sense
Through the eyes of innocence
Skip a rope or jump a fence
Gettin’ in the way

Daddy, why are you so tall?
Daddy, why am I so small?
Daddy, who makes snowflakes fall?
Could it be the Lord?
Chasing puppies, climbin’ trees
Bumping heads and skinnin’ knees
It’s not very hard to see
That kids are God’s reward

Little folks get down and out
The girls will cry and boys will pout
Before you know what it’s about
They’re smiling once again
Colored kites on summer breeze
Jingle Bells and Christmas trees
Too soon they’re only memories
Do you remember when?

Daddy, what makes eagles fly?
What makes clouds float in the sky?
And Daddy, if I really try
Will I grow up someday?

But little folks slip through our hands
Like so many grains of sand
You’d best enjoy them while you can
So soon they fly away…