Des-per-a-tion; noun

"Hunger can change everything you thought you knew about yourself."

~ Quote from the movie 'Life of Pi'

Have you ever been that hungry for something?

(( and I'm not talking about food ))

~ L

Three weeks since I've posted and two weeks in Europe

should have paved the way for an oozing of words.

Something BIG, right?

But that's just the thing...

I      feel      void      of      words      right      now. 

Just as I did while I was standing amidst the ancient ruins of Delphi, Greece,
which was once regarded by Zeus as the center of the World.

I half expected to walk away with a new knowledge of ancient facts.

((  Who doesn't learn something at the center of the World?  ))

Instead I was reminded of what hasn't changed.

People still love and hate fiercely.

They feel safe in numbers and protect their families.

They laugh at themselves and each other and fight for what they believe in.

A smile and a tear are universally understood now just as they were 3,000 years ago.

I traveled halfway across the world and I only realized this?

(( sigh ))

But there I was and here I am.

(( At the center of human nature. ))

 Feeling very humbled and vulnerable in the center of 

((  Me  ))

Very much alive and yet void of words.

I      believe      that      says      something

~ L

Take the bull by the horns

If you're a regular reader of my posts, you'll know that I have a slight obsession with beginnings and endings, entrances and exits. 

Today is the beginning of August. 

Or shall I say the exit from July?

So what comes to mind to post today is from an excerpt from a book I'm reading. 

"Wild" by Cheryl Strayed. 

A true story. 

A woman, broken in every sense of the word,

Lost, lonely and completely ALONE, 

Decides to give up everything she owns and hike the Pacific Crest Trail from the Mojave Desert to Washington State,

with nothing but a pack and some hiking boots. 

On the 5th day of her three-month journey, 

She encountered a massive Texas Longhorn Bull. 

She closes her eyes as she finds and blows the orange whistle as loud as she can. 

She opened her eyes and and the bull was gone....

"I considered my options. 

There were only two and they were essentially the same. 

I could go back in the direction I'd come from, 

Or I could go forward in the direction I intended to go. 

The bull could be in either direction since I hadn't seen where he'd run once I closed my eyes. 

I could only choose between the bull that would take me back 

And the bull that would take me forward. 

And so I walked on. "

Ah, the choice of going backward or forward....

AND

the power of that choice. 

Every day holds that choice. 

Happy exit into entrance. 

~L