Friday, February 24, 2012

Some days they creep back in, the memories. 
I guess it's more accurate to say they creep back up, to the forefront of my mind. 
They are always with me. 


I close my eyes and I'm back there. 
the water
our crew
Mangrove
the smell of the salty air
the warmth of the sun
coolness from the metal canoe carrying me
sore muscles
freedom  

Sometimes the memories return as reminders of the greatest adventure, to momentarily quench that unceasing desire for adventure, to run and not look back. 
Sometimes as gentle reminders of lessons learned. 
Sometimes they just sneak up and provide a quiet moment of happiness. 




Today, well, today they quietly whisper, "Be here now." 




to serve, to strive, and not to yield 

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