Wherever you are, There you are

Wonderful days. Ice hockey under the mountain stars infused with laughter, goals, falls, and high fives. Hikes full of questions and answers about how to balance age and define our destiny. Yoga classes that take me away into those moments of silence that seem to be to far in between the next. Night out with mom and the ladies watching goofy gods and goddesses personify male and female definitions with their body movements while wearing colored tights. And here I lay on my colorful throne awaiting my sleepiness, which lately seems to come later then it probably should every night.

So I wander, wonder, escape into my mind. I think about how I analyze and map out my next adventure and how I creep into the little slots in my soul and curl up with myself asking where I will end up, what I will do, how I will get there.
Saturn returns and the consistent questions persist as we try to quiet the loud parts of our conscious.

Why must it be the human condition to always seek a new horizon? Why must we mystify
ourselves with what is around the corner or to seek these riper pastures?

I think it is beautiful. It allows us to move beyond the mundane, the constant and create new ideas, reflections. It allows us to walk on roads that seem to almost be paved in gold, only because they seem to never have been stepped upon before.
I know some people are more reluctant then others to move in these sly un predictable ways. I know some like to stay with the norm and live out the dream in a almost ascertainable manner. My dad always said "where ever you are, there you are" as we looked out the holes out the bottom of his baby blue 82 beat up ford truck and my best friend and I ducked when he dropped us off at school. Damn, that was good advice. Advice so simple that stays with you. At the time it went into my ear through one side and stuck, but just didn't make any god damn sense. Now it hits me like a fountain.

I have always been a runner. One that stays in one place only long enough to feel like I am slightly over it then I just say hey lets go somewhere else. I need diversity. In jobs, in locations, in friends, in hobbies. I say why not to this type of behavior. I like the fusion of lives and the loves of many things. I seek travel because it keeps my mind on its lil' bitty toes observing the differences and loving the outcomes. Whatever it is, when you can enjoy the outcome with no expectations, life is a beautiful thing. Even if that is settling down and giving in to the power of solid foundations and making your surroundings, your community into a more intriguing place. I am there now, settled, but my body knows it will always go again. My dads theory has many meanings. Most of all though I see it as a way of being present. With that human condition of exploration ingrained in us we must follow its roads. If we infuse that condition with our individual personality to pursue and keep the momentum of whatever it is we are currently immersed in, we all will be right wherever we are right when we are there. I love it.