Bottled up! Ga

Tuesday, February 12th, 2008

The pictures are an afternoon in Savannah…

There is no doubt that my thoughts do no cease to constantly unveil themselves on a daily basis, as I am sure yours do to. As the years move on, I sense the brain itself becoming an increasing tool, a tool I mind you, not a work of Art or perfection as the mistakes and bad judgements do not stop which to me always creates the spice of Life. I don’t care for it to be too spicy, we all have our thresholds and limitations in the flow of input and output, sentiments that build up, projections of the perfect space I constantly try to project myself into only to fall back at times for reasons of unrealistic goals! There are peaks and there are valleys in my days mainly governed by my surroundings.

Marlyn  

Marlyn 2

I cannot be blind to those surroundings, they are the core of our Journey and sometimes I wonder if my space could reveal eyes closed where we are, without looking would that space describe itself and take over my well being? I know where I want to be… I have been there… and, as I have grasped the moments when being there, not long after I want to be in another "there"… similar, but different, not worn out by the increasing comfort of its scenery, images which after days becomes maybe routine telling me to move on. How lucky and fortunate we are to be roaming in such a big country where the destinations could not even be visited in one’s Lifetime. They are the feed to my Soul, they are the strength to "time" even if they create a hardship of moving on when others could just settle and be content.

Paula Deen Storefront  

store

And I wish often that I would be content taking roots, I wish I would experience a destination and feel all the gears suddenly come to a halt and allow me to settle for all the right reasons. I keep thinking that maybe those gears will slow down, shifting, seeking a slower pace, but they don’t. They are only shifting in higher gears, the more I experience, the more I want to experience, seeking, finding this Utopia that I dream about, that materializes in bursts only to vanish within moments of time making me pack up and move to a different land.  And of course I have been finally enlighten by the reasons for this Lifestyle. Four years ago when Lance’s Life stamped my own with a "void" impression, everything fell apart. It has been as rebuilding a new presence as a toddler takes its first step, nothing learned applied anymore, none of the knowledge, the wisdom, the morality acquired over the years made any sense or could make sense as I tried over and over. The inner conscience has never ceased battling the invisible opponents and the sounds of the battlefield have never ceased breaking even the most serene silence one can experience throughout those vast and empty spaces I seek for.

City Market

I have given up trying to extinguish its sounds, it’s feels and images, I have only learned to live with it, with its highs and lows only seeking help through some kind of makeshift morality and what so many overlook so often, Mother Nature’s beauty as she never holds back her offerings. I see her more often than ever and feel her as never before, she has become my mistress, she holds me up when down as herself unconditionally never holds back a constant variety emanating from a palette that could only be hers and no one else’s. It is strange, for lack of better term, not be able to answer when someone asks what my agenda is as I have no clue what the future holds, I have no clue what even the next hour will be like. I can only envision a direction to take and step by step, fulfilling its logistical aspects to move on to the next destination.

candy store 1 candy store 4
candy store 6 candy store 5

The Candy Factory…

Filled with with the hunger of discovering new colors and shapes, it seems it is the only fuel enabling me to move on through this Life we have embraced a while back. There has never been a lack of questions regarding the why’s and where’s of this Journey, and so many of them I just cannot answer as my ability to foresee it’s distant yet unveiled path is never in sight. It is a tunnel we travel through seeking for windows so sporadically found, they are the incoming rewards, they are the pictures you see, they are the energy needed to go on as their shutters are always wide open never filtering their brightness and vision.

Vinnie VanGoGo's 2  

Vinnie VanGoGo's 1

I don’t know if Van Gogh would have liked this!

And as the years have also gone by, the many miles traveled, the many sites camped on, quite often I am also asked if this road has been lonely, if it still lonely… It would be a lie to say "no" as human nature does dictates companionship. An unconditional exchange of thoughts, acceptance of each other as who we are, words, feelings, they can only be the height of someone’s Life specially when witnessing wonders of unseen before Art works such as sunsets, sunrises, a quiet desert and deep canyons, a full moon. Sharing the constant flow of emotions regardless of its sources, the presence alone of another complementing human being filling a space now empty should only be the culmination of one’s extension through the present. It is a road of compromises, of changes as one plus one never equals one, creating a space suddenly with no empty corners, no shadows hiding one’s thoughts or moods or for that matter desires.

Sorry Charlie's

Neither Charlie…

But one needs to have a clean slate for such a commitment, without holding back, with the ability to give and receive one’s complete being. Maybe some day I will again have that ability, maybe some time in the future the nights and days will have a presence enriching what we have left of this Journey… who knows! This is not the first time that I am able to put down my thoughts on paper (!), quite often they are tumultuously intertwined and days must go by before seeing them a bit more clearly. As changes are on the horizon, as a long road taking us back to the western part of this country awaits us, it seems that everything might have become more legible… and then again… have they?

carriage 2 

Check out the rubber shoes and height on that horse…

Till next time…

"Spirited Doggie Treats" and "Art Cards"…. Dogs cannot live of Love and food alone… they need treats, they like treats… we know! Put Spirit to work!

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3 Responses to “Bottled up! Ga”

  1. Louise Says:

    Ara, we who also travel without end understand perfectly. The road goes forward; you must travel it. And the empty, wide open places where Nature is wild and real are the best, the most fulfilling.

    “Not all who wander are lost.” Perhaps as you head west again, our paths will cross. We are just now leaving Los Angeles and coming back into the desert where our minds and hearts feel free.

    -Louise

  2. Linda Hunter Says:

    Beautiful and heart wrenching.

    Take care of yourself and Spirit.

    Linda

  3. chrisjones Says:

    I WAS SO BLESSED TO MEET YOU IN CHARLESTON YESTERDAY. – I HAVE BEEN BACK HERE FOR ABOUT THREE YEARS, LIVING WITH MY WONDERFUL MOTHER, AND GOING TO COLLEGE…AT 31, I’M FINALLY ACTUALLY LEARNING SOME COOL STUFF IN SCHOOL, BUT IT TOOK SOME PERSPECTIVE & PERCEPTION SHIFTS TO HAPPEN. SOMETHING YOU WROTE ( “… and sometimes I wonder if my space could reveal eyes closed where we are, without looking would that space describe itself and take over my well being…”) KINDOF REMINDED ME OF SOMETHING I’VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT LATLY, OR RATHER HAS BEEN FACINATING TO MEDITATE ON … IN MY STELLAR ASTRONOMY CLASS, WE HAVE BEEN TALKING ABOUT HEISENBERGS UNCERTAINTY PRINCIPLE (∆E∆t≥h). IF AN EVENT IS OBSERVED, YOU CANNOT KNOW THE EXACT POSITION, AND THE VELOCITY AT THE SAME TIME…THIS SEEMS TO PREDICT ” VIRTUAL PARTICLES” WHICH OPPERATE ONLY AS UNOBSERVED, HOWEVER THEY CREATE MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF ENERGY & MASS, MY LIFE COULD BE THOUGHT OF SIMILERLY… POWER & STUFF COMES AROUND IN UNPERCIEVED WAYS!!!

    love&peace
    to you and spirit,
    chrisjones
    (Dbl. 0 77’)

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