Howdy, y'all
Howdy, y'all. Well, it has been a while since I have felt the urge to digitize my thoughts and experiences for the few folks who check out this obscure site. Sorry about that but I guess that's how it goes. Anyway, I have been reaquainting myself with the width of our continent (N. America) as well as with some dear, dear old friends. The shock of returning back after nearly an 8 year disappearance has smoothed out into wonderment, awe and grattitude.
The journey passed by in a mostly pleasing fashion. Rock n roll is alive and kicking contrary to the Who's famous eulogy anthem. I must of hit the seek button on the radio over 500 times over the course of my travels. There was almost always the perfect song; timely - offering insight and commentary. Then, i'd be out of range or, a commercial would start to try to sell me something. Press the seek and once again another fantastic song.
Tonight, I met up with the amazing, scubblelicious, Scrubby and the precious jewel, Katie. We caught up on the past, dominated the present and teased the future. And, for your viewing pleasure, here is a cam of downtown Doylestown, a mecca for the youth in search of a night life.
Earlier today, grace poured out of my eyes, mouth and limbic system, as I finally acted on my urge to visit my old place of employment, Bucks County Youth Center. I spoke with three of my former coworkers before the kids' curiousity drew them over to listen to my conversation with Ron. That is when I asked if they'd like to hear the didj.
Their complete focus, undivided attention must have further inspired me. After speaking, I spoke of the power of breath to help us gain more freedom and control over out lives. I never knew what I was going to say until I said it. The kids' asked many questions and were very thankful.
While driving home the emotions rose in me like the Delaware River as I became more and more aware of how important it was for me to share the fruit of a decade of labor and discipline.
The journey passed by in a mostly pleasing fashion. Rock n roll is alive and kicking contrary to the Who's famous eulogy anthem. I must of hit the seek button on the radio over 500 times over the course of my travels. There was almost always the perfect song; timely - offering insight and commentary. Then, i'd be out of range or, a commercial would start to try to sell me something. Press the seek and once again another fantastic song.
Tonight, I met up with the amazing, scubblelicious, Scrubby and the precious jewel, Katie. We caught up on the past, dominated the present and teased the future. And, for your viewing pleasure, here is a cam of downtown Doylestown, a mecca for the youth in search of a night life.
Earlier today, grace poured out of my eyes, mouth and limbic system, as I finally acted on my urge to visit my old place of employment, Bucks County Youth Center. I spoke with three of my former coworkers before the kids' curiousity drew them over to listen to my conversation with Ron. That is when I asked if they'd like to hear the didj.
Their complete focus, undivided attention must have further inspired me. After speaking, I spoke of the power of breath to help us gain more freedom and control over out lives. I never knew what I was going to say until I said it. The kids' asked many questions and were very thankful.
While driving home the emotions rose in me like the Delaware River as I became more and more aware of how important it was for me to share the fruit of a decade of labor and discipline.
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