Tuesday, January 17, 2017

"Now Or..."

"Every moment,
is the Paradox,
of now,
or never...".
S.V. Booy


Sunday, January 15, 2017

"Follow It Anyway..."


"This trail is never changing.
It won't lead you astray.
It won't always be easy.
At times it will too narrow for your paws.
Follow it anyway.
And you'll overcome every challenge you face...".
B.L. Engels




Saturday, January 14, 2017

"Of Truths..."


"The truth,
is not in the touch of a stone.
But in what the stone,
tells you...".
R. Denfeld



Thursday, January 12, 2017

"Passed Forward From The Ancients..."


Rock painting is an ancient practice of placing images upon stone.
The strength and durability of the stone was said to add to the power and presence of the paintings.
Aboriginal peoples on many continents have also colored and painted stones as gifts, rocks as markers, and rock walls as a means to record their histories.
At times it was the character of the stone itself that would also influence the eventual image that appeared. 
The paints themselves were often made of water and clay, berries, selected soils, animal fats, even blood. 
Some rock was also etched and then painted to enhance the chosen image with more than one dimension.
After collecting these little rocks on many adventures, cleaning and polishing them, musing over the stone, I now splash a bit of paint upon them, and then give them back.
Just my own simple way of passing forward and yet being a tiny part of an ancient past ritual...  DSD    

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

"Things That Matter..."

"Life is short.
So do things that matter...".
Sir Edmund Hillary

Monday, January 09, 2017

"Sharing Your Adventure Stories With Another..."


"You may tell a tale that takes up residence in someone's soul.
Becomes their blood and self and purpose.
That tale will move them and drive them.
And who knows what they might do because of it.
Because of your words.
That is your role.
Your gift...".
E. Morgenstern


Sunday, January 08, 2017

"What Story Will You Create..."

That is what our adventures are. 
A story with no end...
A story of promise, of possibility, desire, and high expectations. The wild places inspire these stories and we become trusting of such experiences from out there.
We remember the uplifting moments, the fulfillment's, and the transcendence's of the mountains.
We remember the knowings, the innocence, and the expressions of the desert.
We remember the potentials, the futures, and the feelings that the rivers share.
We remember too the oceans and lakes with their newness, the breakthroughs, and their messages of hope.
Wild places for many often especially create experiences of freedom, sometimes for redemption, even emancipation's and forgiveness.
They are a story too so phoenix like in spirit, with endless new beginnings and meanings, grand memories and sensing of something 'more than' to be found.
So many musings to be discovered, so much to be enjoyed, all inviting us to go onward, to go forward, to go beyond.
A spirited story with no end, as there doesn't need to be, because the wonders are also in the journey and the telling of the story itself too..... DSD