There are so many steps to moving far away. Selling a house. Buying a house. The travel documents. The laws that are unfamiliar. And there is not an obvious sequential order to all of the steps. For now, I try not to be overwhelmed and disheartened. I just keep moving forward on some front each day. One thing for sure, I have not changed my mind or lost sight of my dream.

Reflection

Memories, looking at the past with pleasure. Grateful that I recorded my thoughts here. I have moved back to the US and am in the process of organizing all of my possessions, firmly committed to not letting them overwhelm my time. I am not sure how much I will write here. Time will tell!

Fast Forward Forty Years

Well, not quite 40 years. More like 4 years. Life has changed a lot. I am going to tackle the formatting problems with Pajama Library and then use it to transition to something new.  I am thinking of moving to the house in this picture. It is a journey that can only be done by air with multiple flight segments.

Verisimilitude

Morning Sun Salutation on Green Mountain

I have traveled many miles since my last post almost twenty-two months ago.

I wrote of some very positive changes.

Life has been challenging and sweeter and more exhilarating than I could have imagined.  Recently,  the universe has conspired to thrust me into a new direction.

In fact, it has dragged me kicking and screaming in a new direction.

Strength and persistence are my companions as I work  towards bigger and better adventures.

*** Passion ***
one passion leads to another


Verisimilitude
I will make it mine again.
Inspired by Vincent Van Gogh :)

It's official...back in the saddle

After several years and a life going in quite a number of directions, I have FINALLY re-centered and am back to sunrise hiking to the top of Green Mountain. I am less rigid than I was in the previous go-round. Some days, I don't hit the trail until just before sunrise (or even AFTER sunrise). I have yet to make it to the top by sunrise. On early days, I am at the tower by sunrise. None of this phases me as I am back in my element. The lighting, the colors, the company, the enormous feeling of well-being and the great endorphin highs are making me feel on top of the world. It is amazing how such a little hike (~3 miles RT and maybe~1000 ft elevation gain) can turn a life around.

About a month ago, I had a chance encounter with someone who sparked me to start back. It has to do with wanting more out of life and knowing that being in good physical shape is an integral part of it. If you have ever been an athlete or something akin to that, you know the feeling that exercise generates. It is a love affair that generates its own energy which in turn, makes you want to continue. Call it what you want, if you can get over that threshold, you won't want to stop. I have tried going to the gym and it just isn't the same. I get far more out of my sunrise hikes than physical conditioning. There is a spiritual side that is so intense that words to describe it are nearly impossible to find.

As before, there is a camaraderie with some of the other souls out at this time. You can tell by the knowing smile on their faces as we pass each other. It is as if we share a special secret, a special key to feeling good. We know we have found a treasure and we are more than willing to share it.

my relationship with photography

What does this mean? I am cleaning out my pantry and find a very old (several years past 'sell by' date) container of dried mushrooms "Gourmet Mushroom Blend" Being cautious, I decide that I would not eat them, but what should I do with them? I dismiss the idea of feeding them to my compost worms then consider throwing them outside into the thick ground cover of vinca.

Finally, I start looking at all of the different kinds

**porcini*morels*Brazilian*ivory portabellas*shiitake*oyster**

Feeling a sense of loss that these mushrooms have come to nothing, my thoughts move towards photography...to be continued:)

horoscopes

First of all, let me state for the record that I am not a 'believer' in horoscopes or astrology. But I do get a kick out of reading my horoscope every now and then. The only one I read is Rob Brezsny's Free Will Astrology. It's quirky and fun.

Cancer Horoscope for week of May 19, 2011

Devilish laughter revels in chaos, says Loyola University philosophy professor John Clark. "It's an assault on excessive order, authority, and seriousness." Angelic laughter, on the other hand, "expresses delight in the wondrousness of life and in the mystery of the order and fitness of things." I'd like to suggest, Cancerian, that the time is ripe for you to revel equally in the devilish and the angelic varieties of laughter. So get out there and seek funny experiences that dissolve your fixations and celebrate your life's crazy beauty. The healing that results could be spectacular.

Who could say no to seeking out laughter and celebrating life's crazy beauty?