Thursday, April 27, 2017

"Of Echoes And Listening..."

Once again...
Finally, wonderfully, quietly and closely,
Because if we keep listening,
Then our echoes appear.
From ages past they call out,
Within experiences long over,
Ringing of inspiration,
Noiseless sounds of such beauty.
From what others have shared,
Precious strengths and their wisdom,
The encouraging substance,
These elemental echoes of hope.
Quietly waiting once more,
A glad tear in my eye,
Being as still as I can,
When listening again,
Now the echoes come calling...  DSD  


Wednesday, April 26, 2017

"Grateful Listenings..."

We were not talking so much at this point way back then. A very long hike to an elusive high place that day, with much laughter and discussion about life's journeys all along the trail. We almost hadn't gone, such was the weather and the other distractions back here. But out there now, in those moments, I found myself not saying as much, but rather simply listening more attentively again...
Just simply hearing through my memories - for what our Outward Bound Leaders, those old wise Mountain Guides, and especially for that so very experienced Sea Kayak Instructor, who all seemed to be saying one clear thing: "Take time to listen", they all said in their own unique ways...
'Listen' for those so quiet voices from out over the waters and waves; for those voices of encouragement and commitment.
'Listen' for those special personal sounds among the trees and the winds; for whispers of motivations yet to be discovered.
'Listen' for your own music within the storms; as they will always share their wild secrets.
We each will surely experience our own adventure audibles, as we quietly listen in those many ways with our ears, our minds, and our spirit too. We each will truly hear personal messages as well from deep within our individual desires, dreams, and intuition.
I guess that I am very glad, just so happy that in remembering to hear their voices echo in my mind again, now I am simply listening yet once more...
Because I sense that if we stop listening so, then we might just lose our way.
We might possibly miss our wild callings, then not really hear the whispers of our adventure longings, for why we go, and why we do what we do within our wild place wanderings.
So grateful we are all still simply listening..... DSD 

Thank you all again my Friends, for your many wonderful images, and sharing them on our journeys. 

Monday, April 24, 2017

"Listen Farther..."

"Two voices are there; one is of the sea, one is of the mountains". Wordsworth
"We climb to hear - whispered in the wind, echoed in the stars - strains of that mysterious music". E. Bernbaum
"I heard nothing except the music that had seemed to accompany me throughout my climb". R. Messner
"On this sun-consumed rock pile, eternity is trying to speak - no, sing to me". R. Schultheis

It always seems to be, when now adventuring and wandering, intentionally slowing my steps, I am listening more quietly and closely, for both the meanings of the words within these wonderful quotes, then too for the songs and echoes from so far out in the wild places..... DSD   

Sunday, April 23, 2017

"Listen..."

"Listen... Listen to the songs of the mountains, the songs of the forests and the river... Then listen more closely; for you may see that it is you that has been singing...". Grandfather, Mountain Elder

Saturday, April 22, 2017

"Earth Teach Me To Remember..."

Below is a reading from the Ute Peoples of North America, as quoted by P.Novak. 
A wonderful musing for pondering over adventure, life lessons learned, and experiences remembered, 
for our shared Day for the Earth.
It could be said that the Ute Peoples were among the first climbers, canyoneers, and rock artists out in these wild lands.
"Earth teach me to remember...
Earth teach me stillness
as the grasses are stilled by light.
Earth teach me suffering
as old stones suffer with memory.
Earth teach me humility
as blossoms are humble with beginning.
Earth teach me caring
as the mother who secures her young.
Earth teach me courage
as the tree which stands all alone.
Earth teach me limitation
as the ant which crawls on the ground.
Earth teach me freedom
as the eagle which soars in the sky.
Earth teach me resignation
as the leaves which die in the fall.
Earth teach me regeneration
as the seed which rises in the spring.
Earth teach me forget myself
as the melted snow forgets its life.
Earth teach me kindness
as dry fields weep with rain."
Metaphors with such meaning.
Each day a new beginning.
Every day something worth learning.
All adventures within themselves... DSD   

"Daring To Dare..."

"To dare,
is to lose one's footing momentarily.
To not dare,
is to lose oneself...".
Soren Kierkegaard



Friday, April 21, 2017

"For Fur, Feathers, And Fins Fridays..."

I once was able to watch a grey wolf at play when out on an adventure. 
This animal was a mystery in motion to me. 
At that time I knew so little about them, and yet found myself so very impressed by its grace of movement and its playful behavior. 
When it finally looked over in my direction and met my gaze, there was a moment there, where I wondered whom was really watching who..... DSD 

Thursday, April 20, 2017

"Adventurous Mysteries..."


"Hidden in and under the mountain, and all around it, is a mystical, linear elegance, an atmosphere, the long jewel-like ridges. There is a meaning for us, an extended journey, a project of inspiration to which our minds will be apprenticed".
"The mountains... are an exultant image whose mirrors create the effect of endlessly receding planes. Their image is suddenly clear, then is blurred, an expression of our presence".
"The mountain... obscures itself among other mountains, finds secrecy in its weather and moods
There is a strangeness, one of a beautiful worth. A storm breaks. We are called to its prismatic, poetic mood, a beauty that pervades every part of us... for all that is given, and that we are blessed to know, and must leave hidden."   Pat Ament
Many life long mountaineers, like Ament, eventually journey to a waypoint where the mystery of their adventures' becomes as important as the places themselves.
Wild places, especially mountains, seem to inherently, yet subtly, invite us to search out the mystery to be found out there within these elements..... DSD