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Artistic Road Trip

“Great artists make the roads; good teachers and good companions can point them out. But there ain’t no free rides, baby. No hitchhiking. And if you want to strike out in any new direction — you go alone. With a machete in your hand”
― Ursula K. Le Guin


There’s a difference between being lonely and being alone and its a key one. As much as I enjoy company and genuinely enjoy speaking with others, at times especially while creating, thinking or meditating I crave solitude. Those are the times that even if I have gone where others have I am still blazing my own trail. The territories of the mind, heart, spirit and imagination are infinite and while there is a lot of cross-overs each passageway is unique. We can admire the path that someone else has made but we cannot take it as our own, they’ve paid for it with their experiences and those are unique to each.
After we have journeyed for awhile, it is fun to call a friend in to show them what we have found on the passageway as it is to see what they have found. Since we create our trail as we go, we can never know when we will use something given to us by another. Each item whether internal or external is sacred. Eventually the trails will converge with lifetimes of experiences shared by all.
Blessings, G


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Quote of the Day – March 3 2012

Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.” – Jack Kerouac

The road is life. The difference I think is that Kerouac was one of the first to show it. Definitely in his generation and mine, one removed his talk about the road fueled dreams. If I had not read On the Road as a teenager would I have hitchhiker across the United States? That trip when I was twenty-four has informed everything that has happened since. Self-confidence had long been a challenge to me but after making it to New Jersey from California I felt that I could survive almost anything that life could throw at me. For The road I travelled was never just a external road but an internal one as well.
Every trip on the road has its cost. I used to believe that the cost for knowledge, experience and wisdom was innocence. I now believe differently. Some of the most wise and most experienced people I know are also the most innocent. I had made a common mistake. I had mistaken naivetee for innocence. True innocence is an inner sense,a trust and appreciation that comes from greeting each day as as something new without judgement informed by experience. Naivetee to me is the expectation that the world will conform to the rules you know. Every time I believed that I became rudely awakened.
To be continued…
Blessings, G