The early morning
sun is just beginning to emerge from it's nightly rest, it's warming
smile takes the chill off of the long cold Rocky Mountain late winter
night. The winter's melting snows are quickly turning into cool fresh
streams of rapidly flowing water heading to the thirsty valleys below.
The endless fields of wildflowers emerge from their long winters sleep,
the newly born deer and bunnies and all the new life of spring are now,
just beginning to come out into the wondrous splendor of a new life, a
new beginning, a new hope that all creatures need and want and feel.
Such as it is with us, our band of brave, hungry souls, yearning for the
new hope, the new promise, the new life that the lush, clean, fresh
Oregon coast has awaiting our arrival.
We left our homes those many months ago with a common goal in mind, to
undertake a journey, a journey into a new land and new life and new hope
for all of our tomorrow's with the same hope and awe and wonderment one
can see in the eyes of a small child who tenderly caresses the rainbow
colored wings of a delicate fluttering butterfly. We feel the same sense
of freedom, of adventure, of a burning passion for life which we surely
must share with the lone Eagle, soaring on a breeze high in an endless
sky of everlasting blue, with only the lonely softly billowing clouds to
keep him company.
The Great Plains are behind us now and their endless miles are soon but
a fading memory in our collective minds. We too are leaving the Rocky
Mountains behind with their eternal beauty and youth, their majestic
towering peaks which seem to reach to heaven itself, their snow capped
peaks hidden by loving protective clouds. For our destination lies
farther west, the setting sun is our only guide now, the same sun which
has guided our band of souls, through so many months of eagerness, and
anticipation, and yes even through sadness and tears. Always facing west
towards the setting sun, leaving our past lives, which now live only in
our memories.
Nearing the end of our long arduous journey, in the far distance we can
see just a hint of a vast blue ocean, vaster than we could ever imagine
in our hopes and dreams. A pure white dove seems to be guiding our tired
yet fresh band of travelers now. For the first time we can hear the
ocean, the tall powerful waves as they crash into a beautiful rocky
coastline, as they have before time itself. We can feel and smell the
ocean spray for the first time. We are on a high bluff overlooking the
vast Pacific Ocean, the crashing waves and the fog shrouded shoreline is
more beauty than we could ever have imagined. The endless forests just a
dream away are filled with centuries old trees who reach the clouds
themselves. For we have truly found our new home, our new beginning, our
new hope for tomorrow. Yes, we have truly been blessed.......
And yet one thought continues to invade my mind, a thought I cannot
escape, a thought which troubles me,,,,,
Did I remember to
unplug the Iron?
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