skip to my lou: rambles on the AT

this is what it means to be an adventurer in our day: to give up creature comforts of the mind, to realize possibilities of imagination. because everything around us says no you cannot do this, you cannot live without that, nothing is useful unless it's in service to money, to gain, to stability. the adventurer gives in to tides of chaos, trusts the world to support her--and in doing so turns her back on the fear and obedience she has been taught. she rejects the indoctrination of impossibility.

Saturday, May 20, 2006

the journey is the destination

there isn't enough time to say everything i need and want to say...each moment and each day is a novel in itself. as the librarian taps me on the shoulder and reminds me i have 2 minutes left to type i can't think of anything appropriate to transfer the last few weeks to you guys....just imagine all these words together and maybe you can picture what i've been doing...

mountain balds
bongos
asheville
fire dances
dredlocks
hail storms
free donuts
trail days
wet boots
stars at night
tent blown onto your face
blueberry pancakes
tiaras
muddy feet
guitar


....does that work?



i love you.

posted by beck @ 7:21 AM

1 Comments:

At May 21, 2006 4:33 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yea Ha! i's the first! gee, ain't i a grand silly soul who doesn't have ONE THING to say except... it was wonderful reading this! thanks! say 'HI' to all your friends, out there or not.... they are your friends, therefor..... good. love ya, Auntie poo

 

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