Life At Windrush Lake

"medicine he needs is a draught of morning air". Thoreau

My home, my Wladen Pond in many ways, as I sit quietly for a spell. Listening in a distance...two Whip-poor-wills singing. It's my special place. 

We all have our special place. That tree in the park, a favorite cafe to spend a selfish hour on Sunday mornings, that unexpected conversation with a neighbor and you suddenly understand why you like them so much. The special moment when you decide they could become your friend. 

By immersing himself into Walden Pond, Thoreau hoped to gain a more objective understanding of humanity through personal introspection. Spend some time in your Walden Pond. It's there, even if it is only the quiet field in your mind. Maybe it is the last kiss of sunlight on a face. The unexpected moments of clarity that rush over you like the North breeze… If the day and night makes one joyful, one is successful, are they not? What makes a deliberate life anyway? A choice...of course...to be forever on the alert and looking always at what is to be seen.

"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practice resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion.” Henry David Thoreau

Make peace with yourself, get along with it all, and forever be on the alert and looking at what is to be seen...

Not half that bad on a good day...don’t you think? 
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