The Wall

The wall was built long ago. Remnants of the barrier it had so boldly proclaimed still mounded here...crumbled there. A reminder of the lives that had been lost on this lonely field, their battle won.

As I stand here looking over the tufts of heather and heath, I'm thoughtful of the struggle we continue to fight as we turn our hearts toward home. From a long line of proud ancestors, the fire still flows through my veins. A stone from the pile of rubble at my feet, I begin to rebuild the fallen wall in front of me as my personal monument to the cause and a symbol of the victory I plan to claim. I am no longer held back by the armies of old...or the crushing power of past conquerors, though their mark will forever remain.

Will I overcome the trials I face? Will I bear the future with pride? My heart swells with stories of victories won long ago. Never again to cower in the face of my own iniquities, a sense of peace fills my soul. In this field of memories, I stand tall, a piece of the past in my hand, near the wall that was built long ago.

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What's this all about?

Keeping a journal or diary has never been easy for me. I loved the idea of it but remembering to do it daily was a problem. Then I'd feel guilty; procrastinating, thinking I'd make it up the next day only to find that a week had flown by without so much as a word from me! The worst part was that I couldn't remember some of the clever things I'd planned to say about the mundane experiences I'd had that made me...well, me. I think I'm a different person than I was all those years ago...expanding on old interests and learning new ones...teaching my little women and learning from them as well.

That time was longer ago than I care to think about. But the idea of putting down my thoughts where I can find them again has been ruminating lately so I decided to try it again in a newfangled context. What follows are the occasionally profound (said with tongue in cheek), often tedious, possibly interesting wanderings of a thoughtful mind.

Perhaps some of the musings that pass this way will inspire you, touch your heart, or brighten your day. So keep an open mind as you ponder my meanderings.

Ponderings of others

"If I'd never met you, I wouldn't like you; and if I didn't like you, I wouldn't love you; and if I didn't love you, I wouldn't miss you, but I did, I do and I will."

"A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous." ~Ingrid Bergman

"A true man does not need to romance a different girl every night. A true man will romance the same girl for the rest of his life." ~Ana Alas

"Love grows by giving."

"The love we give away is the only love we keep."

"The only way to retain love is to give it away." ~Elbert Hubbard

"A smile is almost always inspired by another smile." ~A

"For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul." ~Judy Garland

"Love can make you do things that you never thought possible." ~Phil Collins

"The kiss~a sweet discovery of oneself after a long search." ~A
"Love is, above all, the gift of oneself." ~Jean Anouih

"If equal affection cannot be, let the more loving be me."~W. H. Auden

"Love is the only true adventure." ~A

"If you think you've given something your all, but your all is all about you, then you haven't truly given anything." ~A. Gimbledorf

"You don't love someone for their looks, their clothes or their fancy car but because they sing a song that only you can hear."

"Unless your heart, your soul and your whole being are behind every decision you make, the words from your mouth will be empty, and each action will be meaningless. Truth and confidence are the roots of happiness."

"Until one is commited, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness...." ~William Hutchinson Murray

"Life is confusing enough; Let's try not to muddy the waters with obscure statements that make folks scratch their heads in bewilderment." ~A. Gimbledorf

10 thoughts about my meanderings:

Susan Anderson said...: Love it.

Onward and upward!

=); June 13, 2011 at 4:22 AM
jeff campbell said...: From rural PA to rural Scotland...quite a journey...such a fine tale...wonderful writing...glad I stopped by...Peace and blessings; June 13, 2011 at 9:23 AM
Nonna said...: Excellent job !

Like so many others this week with the higher word count, your story pulled me in with it's beautiful visuals and left me wanting to read so much more...Bravo !; June 13, 2011 at 9:37 AM
Judie said...: This is truly a lovely piece of writing!; June 13, 2011 at 10:16 AM
Sharon said...: Thanks, so much, for all the lovely comments, folks!; June 13, 2011 at 12:56 PM
Jo said...: Oh I have really enjoyed this ... such wonderful words!; June 13, 2011 at 10:36 PM
cj Schlottman said...: This lovely, haunting vision you have made with your words is beautiful and sad and optimistic all at once. You, indeed, have painted a word picture, one I can see and feel. Thanks.

Namaste..........cj; June 14, 2011 at 11:21 AM
Sharon said...: Thank you for your encouragement! I'm glad you enjoyed experiencing this moment in time from my meanderings. :)
Namaste~ such a beautiful word!; June 14, 2011 at 12:35 PM
Kat said...: I loved this. You captured so much with your words - pride, the weight of history, a sense of destiny. This was beautifully written, and I enjoyed it very much.; June 14, 2011 at 10:08 PM
Jenny said...: What haunting, beautiful visuals.

This was a superb little gem of a story.

I admire the way you write.; June 19, 2011 at 2:43 PM

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