A New Road

The road less traveled

for each of us

is a “new” or almost

new road we haven’t

taken or tried (or even

knew about) before.

Like the plank walk of faith,

this road will only remain

stable

until the end, I guess,

and then we jump…

and hope for the best

in shark-infested waters.

Our old roads are old.

They worked until they

didn’t

so we went looking

until a ‘secret’ (to us

anyway) passageway

opened up and a

new adventure beckoned

luring us on to

new experiences, hopefully,

since the old path has

somewhat petered out

or at least our understanding

of how to follow it.

Bougainvillea flowers and waterfall at garden in Kauai, Hawaii

Bougainvillea flowers and waterfall at garden in Kauai, Hawaii

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Let Loose a Bit

Wolf at Grizzly and Wolf Center. West Yellowstone, Montana

Wolf at Grizzly and Wolf Center. West Yellowstone, Montana

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My plans & nature’s plans

are somewhat at odds

sometimes.

I mean well (I think!).

I’m well-intentioned.

Maybe that’s the

problem.

If I was a little

“wilder”

more free-flowing

and spontaneous

risking (veritable)

life & limb if not

literally then

metaphorically,

maybe nature

would come along

with me more,

change her ways

to not show me

how resilient I

can be just for a

simple lesson.

Either way,

somehow

I get through to

the other side.

 

 

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Prediction

The days are like steps

leading upward

mostly

strengthening

invigorating

discovering.

I could also

burrow

and find just

as much adventure

probably

but they seem to

lead up.

I’m giving up

trying to predict

or in any sense

control any outcome

I may wish.

Sure, I want some

things, but not

rigidly.

So, I know I’ll

only find what’s

there when I get

there.

Fall colored aspen leaf and rose hip. Montana

Fall colored aspen leaf and rose hip. Montana

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Wind-The sky was higher

The sky was higher today

than yesterday.

The clouds lounged in

7th heaven.

The wind blew most of

them away

only those higher up

escaped.

The sun won’t be blown

off track any time

soon.

Many limbs took the

hit scattered over

the landscape like

crooked toothpicks.

The waters were ruffled

I think confusing the white

egret as to where his

next meal was

coming from.

They never seem

to go hungry.

The waters eventually

calm.

 

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Stop

To stop seems dangerous.

Like riding a bicycle,

only forward movement

keeps you up.

No more, I’m full.

The flow has to reverse

in order to make room

to continue intaking.

A rest of sorts is needed.

A feeling is necessary

to give direction,

momentum

again.

A soul-searching

feeling–it was

in there all along

but buried under

mounds of

debris.

Too much, too fast

dictates an overflow

run amok

flooding every direction

at once, inundating

all channels to anywhere.

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Perfection

Mistakes for the perfectionist:

if you get it right the first time,

how are you supposed to learn

anything?

Being a perfectionist is a dead-end

position–even if you somehow think

you attain it.  Or worse yet, think you

can.  Somehow a bullseye is a bullseye.

Yet…there’s always room for improvement.

Therefore, perfection is a nebulous concept

if not wholly 100% attainable the way

you’re defining it–no problems, no

course corrections–just shoot the arrow

and voila, hit the center–dead center

of the target, and as in Robin Hood,

you have to split my arrow to come

any closer–only in the movies!

 

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A Smile

His smile carried me through the day.

When things got tough, I just recalled

an image of it in my mind & was

reminded of a terrific source of strength

connected to it.

It’s like it was time for my medicine–

1 view 3x a day so to speak–in my

case it was whenever necessary.

My memory used this, not just when

I’m physically present and at home,

relaxed.

So I finish my chores with a positive

energy account–w/interest! by

remembering to inspire myself

by thinking of the picture of this

person–who reminded me of a

greater source of strength when

I was also present there.

Rosemary Harkness rose. Heirloom Gardens. Oregon

Rosemary Harkness rose. Heirloom Gardens. Oregon

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Anew

A chance to start anew

each day brings light

to shine

without and within

and drive out the dark

places

so once again

we may see

better than before.

Each day a little

brighter.

Each day less and

less darkness.

No shame in being

seen.

All will be revealed

anyway.

Just to be who

we are, I am

you are

is to shine our

miracle of existence

like no other can.

Close up of yellow Ranunculus.

Close up of yellow Ranunculus.

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Wanderlust

I just want to wander

here and there

wherever I feel

for an hour–

not on the freeway

at rush hour

but somewhere in nature

that I can feel relaxed

enough to sense my

gut feelings and try

to ‘hear’, be aware of

them, telling me or

giving me ideas

of where to go next,

what to do & see what

happens.

Such non-directive

living might seem

an exercise in futility

but I think, contrarily,

it will get us in touch

with a creative part of

ourselves that we are

constantly suppressing

by our judgemental, critical,

negative thinking.

Wood Duck in pond at Crystal Springs Rhododendron Gardens. Oregon

Wood Duck in pond at Crystal Springs Rhododendron Gardens. Oregon

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In Sync

The leaves will fall

the sky will fall

(according to chicken

little)

the moon sets, the

sun sets

but they don’t

stay away

forever.

Brown into green.

Black into blue.

Yellow into orange

into yellow again.

Even the colorless

moon shows its

colors occasionally-

in big boldness.

If you’re down,

you’ve fallen

out of favor

with your

dexterous moves

of grace & rhythm

you’ll get back in

sync sooner

than you think.

 

 

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