The shortest route is not always the quickest

The shortest path is not alway the quickest or best way.

Maneuvering through life is always a challenge when new experiences are unfolding.

        Most of my life has been anticipating the arrival.

I have cheated myself out of the joy of the journey, because the journey is also the destination.

The journey is more important than the destination because the way we achieve that goal shapes our perspective on the goal.

I was recently giving directions for my home in Escalante Utah and it dawned on me that the shortest route is not always the quickest.

My haste to get to the destination has left me wanting and my new resolve is to savor the journey as much as the destination.

There are many roads that lead us down the path of life, each varied and filled with wondrous adventures. The joy we feel in that experience is as much a part of our experience as the final destination.

Take time to enjoy the journey, stop at the scenic lookouts, visit the wayside parks, smell the flowers and notice the birds and animals along the way.

Get out of the hustle and bustle of the city and find your bliss.

I often walk through the cemeteries when I visit new places, for me they are a respite from the clamor and noise that accompanies most cities. 

Ultimately, a cemetery is the final destination for most of us.

        The end is not the prize, it is what lies in-between that holds the greatest treasure.

If and when I finally pass over, I want it to be written that, “Here lies an adventurer, he took the time to savor the journey and was not afraid to smell the roses.”

Left Handed Spoons

Left Handed spoons

I never knew there was such a thing.

I had to hold it in my hand and test it out to see for myself.

Yep, for those of us righty’s it just doesn’t work.

I knew about left handed guns, bows, and scissors but now I have been exposed to left handed pens, left handed books, lefty can openers, left handed rulers, left handed walking canes, left handed tubs, door latches, left handed casement window operators, and left handed tooth brushes.

What’s next?

Time will tell.

I have learned a lot about life these days that I didn’t know existed before I met left handed spoons.

She has given me a whole new sense of purpose and definitely introduced me to a whole new left side of life.

My old life was turning into a routine, a right handed comfortable, armchair kind of life.

Not that my old life was bad, on the contrary, it was exceptional. 

Everything up to now was preparing me for a right hand experience in a left hand world.

It is perfect … flexible, comfortable, challenging, life affirming, exhilarating, and definitely so much better than my old right hand world.

So thank you Spoons, thank you Universe, thank you Guardians, thank you God, for letting me know about and experience life in a left handed world.

New Shoes

New Shoes

Today I put on new shoes. 

They represent a new direction that my life has taken.

It is a leap of faith really, like the kind it takes to jump into a new life without all the answers and know that everything will work out for the best.

I visited the north rim of the grand canyon a few years ago. In my excitement to reach the edge and look out over the grand expanse of the canyon I left my companion behind in the parking lot. She decided to sit on a bench and chat with another tourist.

The two of them observed me on the edge of the canyon and I acknowledged and nodded to them. 

I saw below me a ledge and decided to jump down to get a better vantage point to take a picture.

As I jumped I heard a scream and wondered why. The two of them rushed over scolded me for scaring them. Innocently, I asked what they were referring to.

From their vantage point they saw me jump and disappear while from my vantage point I saw a better position to take a picture.

I promise you, I did not plan it that way although it would be the exact kind of thing I would purposely do.

That same scenario is playing out as I take a leap of faith into a new life and new direction. 

I can see clearly where I am going but to some, all they see is me disappearing over a cliff.

My new shoes are a bit tight and walking today made my foot tender, adjustments usually take time and this adjustment in my life will take some by surprise.

All I can say to them is that I feel at peace, the joy has come back into my life and I wake up each day amazed at the blessings and bounties of the heavens in my life.

I don’t have all the answers, I probably never will but this path and choice to take a leap of faith is right for me.

I have taken the unconventional path in life and that has made all the difference.

I now pronounce you ...

I now pronounce you …

While picking up some papers at the SLC clerks office Monday, the clerk ask if we would like to be witnesses for a wedding.

I announced that I would like that.

After entering the room we were asked to sign the marriage license.

The couple were radiant. 

There were children present, they were all excited and happy.
One little boy kept pulling faces as us and we obliged by doing the same back.
The clerk now dressed in black began the ceremony.
The couple looked deeply in each others eyes, tears welled up and we could see the love that each had for the other.
Both had professional careers and were merging families.
The clerk read the words and ask the questions, do you?
Both answered a firm I do.
They were dressed in identical outfits and were a beautiful couple.
Rings were exchanged and the words pronounced.
I now pronounce you Husband and Husband.

How I moved a mountain

How I moved a mountain

When I first decided to move a mountain I thought about the traditional definition of commanding with power.

It didn’t feel right to me.

Somehow compelling or forcing didn’t seem right.

So I decided to do it differently.

I determined to go to the mountain first hand and once there, I found it natural to want to get acquainted with the mountain.

Once on the mountain I looked over her beauty, the natural simplicity of nature itself and the peaceful presence of her spirit.

I fell in love with the mountain, I had to know more and learn her secrets.

We became one, she opened her heart to me and I to her.

We became lovers.

We shared our dreams, our visions and our quest for truth.

I loved her and she loved me.

When it became time for me to leave, I simply stated that I would always be connected to her and would miss her terribly.

I asked if she would come with me and she said yes.

And that is how I moved a mountain.

I AM more

Why  is it that some men fear the very thing that will set them free?

Is it because they fear their true nature?

Is it because they have been so beat down in life that they no longer care to rise above the ordinary?

Have men given up the hope that they can make a difference by asserting the true nature there own inborn power?

I crave to be set free.

Free from the ordinary.

Free from the opinions of those who would hold us back to satisfy their own selfish needs.

I am yearning to become that magnificent galactic creation that gives me access to all knowledge and the ability to bring to pass my own divine purpose.

I will no longer yield to the matrix mentality.

I AM invincible.

I AM unstoppable.

I AM more than just a spark of the Divine.

Are we not Gods? 

Why do we fear our own greatness?

No more do I bow down to little men who can not fathom the greatness that lies within us all.

We are Gods.