Wander to find…

In Other Words

In Other Words
prompt this week:

“Not all who wander are lost.”


to ramble without a definite purpose or objective; roam, rove, or stray, to go aimlessly, indirectly, or casually, meander, proceed in an irregular course(of the mind, thoughts, desires, etc.) to take one direction or another without conscious intent or control.

I agree with Tolkien that those who wander are not always lost. I think some of the greatest minds are ones that wander. I doubt any new invention comes without the inventor’s letting their minds wander a bit. New discoveries of plant and animal life would not happen if scientists didn’t wander from the beaten path.  There would be no miracles of modern medicine if healers of old never let their minds wander.

Anything new and different comes from someone thinking outside the box.  Same with improvements to the tried and true,  although, sometimes I think the old standbys need to be left alone.  Like cereal and bubble bath to name two.  Or if someone wants a fight, let them use their fists.  Maybe there would be fewer wars without guns and bombs.

I know some of my best decisions come after a meandering through the neighborhood or when in a warm bubble bath or when sitting in my rocker daydreaming. Sometimes you have to  let go of the mind controls and wander to get to where you are meant to be.  To wander is not necessarily to be lost but to find your way.

No wasted years…

This is my response to this week’s quote at In Other Words.

“A man who views the world at fifty the same as he did at twenty
has wasted thirty years of his life.”
Muhammad Ali

In my late thirties and early forties I was miserable and I knew things had to change. I looked back on my life and spent some time being brutally honest with myself.  I owned up to mistakes and bad behaviors.  Admitted to myself that I was an unhappy child and teen mostly because of being a stubborn and difficult child.  I acknowledged that as a young woman I made some seriously bad choices and paid heavy prices for some of them.  I hurt many people and I hurt myself because I was still stubborn and difficult.

Things did change, I changed, but it was far from easy.  The hardest thing to realize was that I was the way I was because I was afraid.  Fear defined my life.  I knew I needed help and got it.  That was the hardest year of my life and the most important.  I took responsibility for my life, all of it the good and the bad.  There were so many times I wanted to give up and just be “me”, but the “me” I was then was not who I wanted to be.  I was done with her.  Done with letting the bad stuff that happened and the fear define me and my life.  Done with living in the past and ready for the future while being present in the here and now.

My fiftieth year was one of reflection.  It was a very good year.  I finally came into my own.  I knew I was the “me” I wanted and needed and was meant to be.  I liked “me”.

Now in my sixties I still have fear to deal with.  It’s okay it doesn’t rule anymore.  It rears its ugly head now and then, but I am in charge.  I think dealing with fear is a part of my life that keeps me from slipping back into the old me. I have learned that those past years were not wasted years. They helped me become who I am today. Hopefully, wiser and kinder.  I must say, I am still stubborn, but I am working on it.

This is a very personal post.  Maybe the most personal and open I have ever written.  I am not sure why I have written what I have.  I guess I just needed to be me.Patricia2

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A man who views the world…

In Other Words

“A man who views the world at fifty the same as he did at twenty
has wasted thirty years of his life.”
Muhammad Ali

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Seriously life…

Seriously speaking
you have one life
There are wonders
explore and experience
Be happy, laugh and love
with every heartbeat
Live now

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prompt this week

“Do not take life too seriously. 
You will never get out of it alive.”
Elbert Hubbard

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Small things and reading…

Celebrating The Small Things
This week:

A friend came home from the hospital after several weeks.

It is warm during the day but the nights are chilly and the trees are putting on their fall finery.

Going to a home owner’s association potluck supper tomorrow. Will be nice to talk to people I only see in the elevator, atrium or at the mailboxes.  Maybe meet some new folks.

Reading a book by an author I haven’t read before.  I have read reviews of his books that made me think his books were not for me.  Happy surprise!  This will be a must-read author now.  You would think by now I would know not to take reviews too seriously

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Book Beginnings On Friday

pages Innocence by Dean Koontz.
Here are the first and last two sentences of the first chapter.

Having escaped one fire, I expected another…For me, being set afire was merely the expectation of an inevitable conclusion. This fair world, compounded of unaccountable beauties and enchantments and graces, inspired in me only one abiding fear, which was that I might live in it too long.

I was hooked with those sentences and the more I read the more awful and wonderfuI it is. I am one-quarter of the way in and hope to finish it this weekend. I have no idea what will happen or how it will end.

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