walk a crooked mile
We have all had that moment where we look down a road, path, or street and wonder where it leads.I am one who is always intrigued with what is around the bend. “honey, just a little further, please, let’s see what is up around that bend” and when we get there, I coax for maybe just another mile or two.
One day, we simply turned a corner, and he stopped the car. (back road)
“Now look around and see just how many vistas you see from here”… new concept. Usually it would be when we were in another Province or State. The challenge was there to find my next story line.
For me I can just stand in one spot and look in all directions till I spot a place that draws me into a line of thought, that begins to tell a story. I’m hooked. I want to sit down and start writing .. of course I can’t, I’m on the road, and if I write it down in that moment, it won’t have the opportunity to grow in my imagination.
Others can stop for a coffee, or another kind of pick me up, for me .. its the little gems of visual settings, and backdrops that tease and encourage me to paint, write, sculpt. I love it. I love these gifts from the Universe. my joy isn’t in a commercial environment, but rather when I am out discovering a new day.
Live radiantly as the sun. Strive to always be bright and cheerful so you can enliven those around you.
Perfect Liberty 2020.27
Use things for what they are meant for. Everything has a purpose. Let’s use things to their fullest potential.
Perfect Liberty 2020.26
Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but of playing a poor hand well.
Robert Louis Stevenson
Oyashikiri
