SMILING WISDOM

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While camping in the vast wilderness of the west coast, Yoda came to whisper words of wisdom to us. We were not wise enough to see him until our second day. He sat quietly and watched us, I am sure wondering if  “those fools will ever notice me?”

This is my post to the weekly photo challenge, smiles.

 

Wisdom

 

Is it in the smile

Found perched in an unlikely place

 

Is it found in the number of candles on a cake

Or shared from generations before us

 

Is it found in the melody of nature

Or in cacophony of a storm

 

Do all attain wisdom

Do some choose to stay fools

 

Possibly in the cry of a newborn

In the words of the dying

 

Maybe…..

 

If we were wise enough

We could hear wisdom

In our own precious silence

 

 

 

 

 

APRIL CAMPING

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With surprise

snow flakes wake us

the forest and mountains

stand tall in the grandeur

a world of billowing clouds

the river babbles her chorus

as she caresses rock after rock

the birds sing in exaltation

or perhaps, in protest

my voice sings softly

with the falling snow

for the beauty

is breathtaking

 

 

OYSTER FUN

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Fire roars

smoke bellows

friends laugh

the ocean claps

birds screech and sing

oysters burp and spit

becoming tasty morsels

that create more laughter 

in the bellys of many

marshmallows glow 

with gooey fun

blue sky drops hail

the size of cosmic atoms 

seals dive in excitement 

starfish brilliantly be still 

crabs scatter

barnacles chatter

more friends’ laughter

sun and love 

beach and good eats

with friends 

I call family 

 

SUNRISE # 17, 167

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47 years of sunrises

17,167 days of sunsets

A celebration of another year lived

Wisdom gained

Memories shaping thoughts and emotions

A blessing of life and acts of love

Gratitude in its grandest form

To be alive

To stay curious

To stand smiling on the summit of peak 47

Gazing to the valley below

Mountains in the horizon

Where dreams and wonder captivate

A self that loves

and gives thanks

for yet another

sunrise.

 

LISTENING TO THE MUSIC

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So someone pinched me and the dream is over.

The memories remain vivid and the learning continues. Travelling taught me many things. The biggest lesson was to slow down. For there is so much to be embraced.

My wise and wonderful friend Leila describes time as an accordion. Moments can be long and stretched seeming like they will never end or squashed with far too little of it. There is music in both if we are willing to listen. So my goal on my return was to remain mindful and listen to the music. Be it a slow waltz or a fast polka.

To take extra care and fall less off the teeter totter of life. I promised myself that I would do my best to not get consumed in the ever increasing demands of life.  Instead of the mantra, “there is not enough” time or whatever else it may be; I comment on giving thanks for what I do have. To not loose focus on what is precious and true. To see the beauty and inspiration in the micro of life. To embrace the moment. To be patient with myself and others. To meditate and listen to the whispers of my heart more often.

Well, its been a month now and I am once again a hamster on the wheel of life. Wowsers, can that wheel ever pick up speed if I let it. The difference now is that I am aware of its speed. That most days the wheel is not spinning so crazy out of control. That most days I can keep the wheels speed in check and can even change directions if I wish to. Better yet, I am able to completely jump off the wheel and let it come to a complete stop. Even if only for a moment.

Breathing in the forests’ fragrance.

The sound of a song bird.

The full moon rising and the stars shimmering.

The gentle caress of the wind on my face.

The joy as a pod of dolphins jump, swim and play.

Street dancing with my son under the stars last sparkles before the sun wakes for the day.

Digging in the garden.

A friend’s laughter.

My children’s HUGS and I LOVE YOUs.

The crunchy crispness of alpine snow.

Walks with friends.

Walks in solitude.

My sons’ contagious joy of unicycles.

Dancing on hill tops.

Springs first blooms.

Dancing with patients.

The wonder of clouds.

Waking to a quiet house with a coffee and my journal.

Silence shared with someone who is dying.

A cup of tea and some poetry.

A deep awakening breath.

The difference is my awareness. I am not getting lost in the demands and chaos of everyday life as often. Life can be all consuming, or all embracing.

I choose to embrace life in all its variety and brilliance. In its harshness and its beauty.

I choose to stay mindful more often. To be true to myself and those around me.

Yes, it is a difficult balance. Yet the balance is easier to maintain if I just take that extra moment to breath and give thanks. The more I breath it all in, the more of the moment I embrace, the more brilliant and colourful the world around me is.

Everyday I wake with gratitude to the sleep and silence I did have during the night. I dream of what the day will bring.  Then I go to bed every night and believe that

I AM ENOUGH

 

“TRAVELLING TOURISTS” in VIETNAM

 

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Our time in Vietnam started off on a wonderfully surreal note with meeting our great friends Mike and Kathleen in Ho Chi Minh. HUGE THANK YOU for making the trip to the other side of the world to come play with us. We would travel anywhere anytime with you two. It was a joy to experience Vietnam with you and looking forward to our next trip to explore the places we didn’t get to this this time around.

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It was “PHOtastic” to have M&K with us.

I quickly and easily fell in love with Vietnam. For the incredibly friendly people and the stunning geography. The cuisine was my absolute favorite this trip as well. Which plays a large role in the love of a country when you are eating out for every meal. They also make the best coffee. Even better when you add condensed milk or coconut ice cream.

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Coconut ice cream coffee. YUM

 

Below are only a few of the wonderful people we met while in Vietnam. All truly wanted to make our experience memorable. The Vietnamese are full of kindness with gracious hearts.

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Our guide Quyen for our Ha Long Bay boat cruise.
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One of our guides Mom. They invited us into their home at the end of a trip. She never stopped smiling.

There also remains a strong element of community and keeping it local. Fields of produce were everywhere. Families knee deep in mud planting rice or harvesting other crops. Even some of  the larger resorts have their own fields the size of a city block.

 

Communism certainly has its attributes. Now that Vietnam’s doors are open to foreign investment and travel, the marriage of communism and capitalism has created a pleasurable country to be in. I realize that this is only my perspective as an outsider and corruption remains a concern. One of our guides reported to me that she has a degree in education but would have to pay the school to teach. Hence, she is guiding. It is a means to an end for her as it is a great way to become fluent in English. Her dream is to teach high school English. She is determined to succeed.

Never the less, Vietnam appears to be doing a fairly good job from an outsiders look. Time will tell though, as the amount of effort and funds that is going into the infrastructure of roads, rail and buildings is truly mind blogging. Everywhere one looked there was a crane or cement factory smoke stack on the horizon. New highways and bridges and more to come. It is a booming country in many ways. Can they withstand the corruption that accompanies a capitalist society? If only they could maintain the best of both as they forge ahead?

Tourism is playing a large role in the boom, both with foreigners (especially Chinese), as well as the Vietnamese themselves. The large resorts that are being built in DeNang and Cat Ba are for those with money and not a lot of time. It is not the flash packers such as ourselves that will be sipping drinks beside the infinity pools. I just hope that they are considering sustainable tourism model? Doesn’t look as such as the beaches at Cat Ba have been blown to bits to make room for these massive resorts. Capitalism at its best.

The Vietnamese people are definitely résiliant and strong of will. They were colonized by the Chinese for over a thousand years. Then came the Portugese and the French. Lets not forget the Americans and their agent orange and napalm. Despite all the adversity they have had to over come, they maintain a sense of graciousness and unwavering strength.

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Small museum at Cannon Fort, Cat Ba. Established by the Japanese during WWII then used in subsequent battles by the Vietnamese.
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Shrines were everywhere with a multitude of different offerings. This one was on our boat and the pilot lit some insensé and said a prayer while we left the dock
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The Vietnamese are very patriotic as their flag was everywhere

Vietnam is full of colorful chaos that leaves you mesmerized intermingled with scenes of serenity to keep you calm. Most use “hondas”, the catch term for anything motorized on 2 wheels. The masses cannot afford a car and a pedal bike is too slow. In the cities walking was always an exercise in reflexes and wits, as they would drive those scooters even on sidewalks. I started saying a silent prayer every time we went out, on the advice of a guide. First say a prayer then walk slowly, never stopping and no sudden movements. It really does work. Kind of makes you feel like Moses parting the sea.

 

 

Then moments of beauty would bring stillness and calm.

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We were travelling “tourists” in Vietnam.

Debate to yet occur over a few glasses of wine.  Traveller or tourist? Is there a difference? If so, what makes one a traveller and the other a tourist?

So we triapsed around Vietnam as “travelling tourists” as time and weather was not on our side. There was so much to see, and the country is sooooo long. It was sooooo cold. So our trip consisted of boats, caves, trains, planes, beaches, jungles, mountains, hikes, hand line fishing and bicycles. With a lot of great food, wonderful company and a cucumber face mask thrown in.

 

Country of joy and curiosity

Smiles of genuine friendliness

Welcome hugs that speak of gratitude

Friendships that blossom, with adventure and laughter

Cuisines that are celebrations of taste

Fields to markets, keeping it local

Bicycles and scooters, balanced with silent prayers

Families knee deep in fields of mud, working together

A nation built on community and faith

Investing and building

Exploding with dreams of the future

It was a sad day saying goodbye to Mike and Kathleen. Not one of us were ready to say goodbye to one another or Vietnam. I do want to venture back to Vietnam in the near future. Before the charm and essense is lost to the incredible growth that is occurring there. I want to travel slower and embrace more of the beauty that encompasses Vietnam and her people.

For now I must say farewell to the life of travel as we are at the end of our trip. A last trip to Bangkok before travelling home. It all feels like a dream. A wonderful, exotic and beautiful dream.

Don’t pinch me, cause I don’t want to wake up.