Saturday, May 26, 2018

Mental Vacations



Each day, I wake up to this tranquility. It's peaceful and serene. Each season allows room to grow. It's so beautiful here. I have a wonderful family, and life moves at a slower pace. 
We're not concerned with new, now, next of the consumer life.
Out here, we are concerned with what today brings, how we're feeling, and what can we do today.
We live in the here and now.
Yes, it is a drive to see businesses and city life, but we prefer this rural place.
Our neighbors are spaced out at a comfortable reach. We look out for each other, and most of us smile and wave.
The air smells fresh, and at night, the stars are clearly seen.
The town we're considered in is at least 5 miles away.
I love this countryside life!

Monday, May 07, 2018

The Path

    I took a walk one day. The weather had finally become pleasant. On my walk I was inspired. 
    Life is like a path. At first, there is no path. There may be areas worn down by one who went before us, but things have grown up or fallen down distorting the way.
    Starting out on our journey, we decide to go that-a-way, and so we need to clear the area. The first hike down that path will most likely be difficult and hard to negotiate.
    We may stumble and fall. We may get battle scars, and we may say to ourselves, "This is too hard." We may want to give up and not go back. Don't quit!
    Try again. Go back out and do it again. "Practice makes perfect" after all.
    Each time we go back, we can see our footprints, and there may even be others' footprints, because we led the way. We were brave and took the first step or a giant leap of faith. 
    Over time, the path will get worn down. It will be easier to traverse, and we may look forward to going. Sure, things may grow up and fall down many times over, but as long as we get back up and keep trying, we will find joy in this. It's perfectly ok to take rests, breaks or even go on hiatus for a while. Rest is good for the soul, but don't give up.
    If we decide to quit, we are left with regrets and wondering, "what may have been".