Today is your day! Your mountain is waiting. So... get on your way.
The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot
My boat goes west, your's east. Heaven's a wind for both journeys.
Even with the best of maps and instruments, we can never fully chart our journeys.
Many such journeys are possible. Let me be your Gateway. Guardian
This just in... GDW apologizes for Dangerous Journeys...
We read privately, mentally listening to the author's voice and translating the writer's thoughts. The book remains static and fixed; the reader journeys through it.
A society that doesn't know any longer how to observe every death with proper rituals, that does not know that death is not the end, but only part of the journey, has lost its way, has had the very heart of its humanity torn out.
The possibilities were endless. Battles would be fought. Wonders revealed. Many journeys. Many lands. Many joys. Many sorrows.But stories all...
If you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my lifeAnd you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have rootsRememberThat on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my armsAnd my roots will set off to seek another land
I didnt pay atteniton to times or distance, instead focusing on how it felt just to be in motion, knowing it wasn't about the finish line but how I got there that mattered.
You don't always need to know your destination when you set out on a journey.
Certainly, I am inspired by those whose journeys enriches mine. I am indebted to those whose inspirations are gained through insightful reflections about life, living and legacy.
I suppose that every wanderer started in a garden somewhere. So few of us are born into motion.
Maps are essential. Planning a journey without a map is like building a house without drawings.