Why we stumble,...

Its been a while since I've written, and not because I have had nothing to say or have not seen or traveled. It's just my travels have not been glamorous. They have produced much fruit, but have been meant for my reflections as of late. I want to convey that traveling in this blog is not confined singularly to outward motion. Traveling as I define the notion is or can be inward, outward, upward, downward and across the human concept of time.

I have always included the present view, a larger view and a universal view to my blog posts, and when most travels include all three the experience is more easily shared. Over the last year the view has been grounded and focused in on the present, not the most excited, but the most necessary for this time. I have moved yet again, only instead of a living in a caravan, I have carved out a hill and decided to live and occupy a shire. Now like the thrust blocks of old, the foundation laid shall provide me the necessary momentum to radiate outward like the spokes of an old wagon wheel. This new land of iron and steel have provided the tools necessary to make a strong hub.

Yet, my focus has blinded me to the areas that surround and occupy this section of the universe, and when focus is too narrow the dark matter of the universe grows. Stars become less numorous and faint to see, because the light on my porch blocks is external and dims sight to look beyond myself for answers and all that I then see requires more work. Its then that I stumble.
In order for me to see beyond my own yard of existance and past my self serving deeds, I need not a porch light to look at the stars, but my own inner light. After-all, I was born with all that I need. It is this light, some would call a heart light, that adjusts my eyes in the darkness so that dark matter falls out of sight and the stars become bright again. It is also at this moment that I can plan a map so the deeds that I do start to serve others than just myself. I use my own faults and experiences to help define what everyone experiences from time to time because I try to recognise my own individual life as part of a bigger community connected by a singular source.
We, as humans stumble because we are not looking up or out. We stumble because we become so focus on what we need to do, to work, to strive, at this moment that we loose sight of why we work at all. The bigger picture. We stumble because sometimes all we can do is take the smallest steps to climb the steepest hill then we forget that instead of walking straight up, we can walk sideways and a circle around the mountain like a spiral staircase or soar like a bird caught in a windy updraft.

I may not be as gregarious as I once was as a lad, but I still have the eyes of a child,...

Bumbas,...Happy Trails!