This is an exploration to capture and express my thoughts and ideals, to share the journeys I go on and what I learn from them, to help inspire anyone who may want to journey anywhere I am wandering or to partake in any of the things I am passionate about. This will be a manifestation of all I do and hope to achieve on my quest for a fulfilling and adventurous life, and to become a compassionate and spiritual person who hopefully will impact this world in a positive way.
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Sometimes you choose a path, unmarked and overgrown with nothing more than a hope that it leads to where you want to go. Perhaps the well worn paths you've trodden so many times before have left you feeling empty, and longing for what you thought they would lead to, what you have yet to find.
So you take the path that seems difficult, loose gravel underfoot with twists and turns all along the way. The undergrowth is so thick that sometimes you wonder if you are on a path at all... or if you are lost and you've just convinced yourself that with each footfall you are getting closer when in fact your blind hope has lead you farther and farther away. You continue so long that night falls and the canopy overhead blocks out the faint glow of star light, your last guide.
So you take the path that seems difficult, loose gravel underfoot with twists and turns all along the way. The undergrowth is so thick that sometimes you wonder if you are on a path at all... or if you are lost and you've just convinced yourself that with each footfall you are getting closer when in fact your blind hope has lead you farther and farther away. You continue so long that night falls and the canopy overhead blocks out the faint glow of star light, your last guide.
Yet, you keep walking. For there is still a fire within you that says that each thorn bush cut, each twisted ankle, each moment of exhaustion and each moment of doubt is a test to see how badly you want what you hope the path leads too. You know that if in fact you are to finally find what it is you've been searching for, that it is worth hardship far worse than this.
So you keep walking, guided by faith alone; faith in life, faith in love and faith in the path you have chosen, for if you turn back now, you know that you will always wonder if what you had been longing for, so deeply, was just around the next bend.
This past year I've wandered through heartbreak and through a loved one's terminal illness. I've climbed to the peaks of Rocky Mountains, and went cave exploring by headlamp down into the Earth. I've Kayaked onto the greatest of lakes and farmed food for hundreds from the soil of the Midwest. I've meditated along frozen rivers and done Tai Chi while snow fell on my shirtless body. I've fell into depression, dark and cold, and found my way out of the cave into the light again. I've ran with wolves and cradled a finch in my palm. I've wrote Haiku along mountain lakes and sang mournful songs while working the fields. I've met artists and poets, gypsies and wanderers, Native elders and homeless beggars, lovers and fighters all trying to be heard, all searching for truth. I've done all this on my journey in the past year alone, yet the road goes ever on and my journey has only just begun. In the words of Nahko Bear "I am no master and I know nothing". I am only a wanderer. Let's see what lies around the next bend, shall we?
"Not all those who wander are lost." J.R.R. Tolkien
So you keep walking, guided by faith alone; faith in life, faith in love and faith in the path you have chosen, for if you turn back now, you know that you will always wonder if what you had been longing for, so deeply, was just around the next bend.
This past year I've wandered through heartbreak and through a loved one's terminal illness. I've climbed to the peaks of Rocky Mountains, and went cave exploring by headlamp down into the Earth. I've Kayaked onto the greatest of lakes and farmed food for hundreds from the soil of the Midwest. I've meditated along frozen rivers and done Tai Chi while snow fell on my shirtless body. I've fell into depression, dark and cold, and found my way out of the cave into the light again. I've ran with wolves and cradled a finch in my palm. I've wrote Haiku along mountain lakes and sang mournful songs while working the fields. I've met artists and poets, gypsies and wanderers, Native elders and homeless beggars, lovers and fighters all trying to be heard, all searching for truth. I've done all this on my journey in the past year alone, yet the road goes ever on and my journey has only just begun. In the words of Nahko Bear "I am no master and I know nothing". I am only a wanderer. Let's see what lies around the next bend, shall we?
"Not all those who wander are lost." J.R.R. Tolkien
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