If Trees Could Talk…
…oh what stories they would have to tell!
I just had a good laugh today.
Somewhere in one of the National Forests, where many a group of hikers or tourists has taken a trip up the trail, there is a tree who has heard it all.
When the Forest Service folks give wilderness backpackers a comment card to fill out after their camping trips, I bet they don’t expect these kind of answers. But they DO get them!
A small deer came into my camp and stole my bag of pickles. Is there a way I can get reimbursed? Please call.
Instead of a permit system or regulations, the Forest Service needs to reduce worldwide population growth to limit the number of visitors to wilderness.
I don’t think that’s exactly the kind of job that the Forest Service folks want to take on.
Please avoid building trails that go uphill.
That’s cause you’re in the mountains. Go west, bud, go west! It’s all flat out here. You can hike for miles, and there’s still miles upon miles before you get to the other side of the horizon.
Too many bugs and leeches and spiders and spider webs. Please spray the wilderness to rid the area of these pests.
I have no words to say.
The coyotes made too much noise last night and kept me awake. Please eradicate these annoying animals.
Trails need to be wider so people can walk while holding hands.
The places where trails do not exist are not well marked.
Escalators would help on steep uphill sections
Too many rocks in the mountains.
A McDonald’s would be nice at the trailhead.
Hahaha!
“If ponies rode men and grass ate the cows…”
Some things are just a part of experiencing the wild and beautiful…things like bugs and rocks in the mountains and the absence of McDonalds. There’s nothing like the calm and solitude of the wilderness, even with spiders and the occasional pickle thief.
Some of you are probably wondering what in the world this post is about.
Sometimes it’s just good to laugh.
M.E.
To Dream the Impossible Dream
why do you think? btw, that also isn’t exactly the thing to tell a woman) To right the unrightable wrong, To be better far than you are, To try when your arms are too weary, To reach the unreachable star,
This is my quest, to follow that star, No matter how hopeless, no matter how far, To be willing to give when there’s no more to give, To be willing to die so that honor and justice may live,
And I know if I’ll only be true to this glorious quest, That my heart will lie peaceful and calm when I’m laid to my rest,
And the world will be better for this, That one man scorned and covered with scars, Still strove with his last ounce of courage, To reach the unreachable star.”
Moonlit Therapy
In the night, the moon came out and cast its glow over
the sand.
I walked far into the dunes.
What is the best therapy for an over-worked, stressed person?
A moonlit walk on the sands, all alone. Or a moonlit walk anywhere in the silence. There’s always a moon shining in the night.
Kinda helps you think things through…clear things out of your mind that are there but don’t need to be.
Kinda puts everything at rest.
Why? Because at last you are surrounded by some orderliness.
Some peace.
Not a wisp of wind…yet everything moves like clockwork, all around you, as it should.
It is a beautiful thing. 
“When I consider thy heavens… the moon…what is man, that thou art mindful of him?”
How is it, that with all this beauty, God still made us? Knowing we would break the orderliness that His glorious sun and moon would never break?
If you have an answer for that please get back with me.
M.E.
P.S. Imagine a king looking into a sky full of stars, and a bright moon, and pondering these same words. Read them in Psalm 8.
P.S.S. And yes, like I suggested yesterday, there were kabobs in the evening, the smell drifting from the grill.
New Years Resolution
When the clock hit 12:00 on January 1st and announced the new year of 2012, did you think up a few resolutions?
Gotta exercise. Gotta stay fit. Get a better job. Move up in life.
Start improving the hairstyle, instead of rotating three different hairdos day by day.
Improve the grades. Start collecting something new. Stay on top of things.
Stop drinking the coke. Stop drinking the coffee. Quit eating the chocolate. (Ouch! I’ve already given up on that one.) Stop pulling into the fast food drive.
Wait a minute. Are these really the important things? Really?
A year from now, what will really matter?
The fact that you exercised–
or that you spent some time with your sister?
The fact that your hairstyle was perfect every where you went–
or that you took the time to cross the yard and visit with your neighbor.
The fact that you are now manager at the corporate office–
or that you were at your son’s football game, rooting him on?
As I thought about it, I realized that New Years ends up being so much about ‘me’.
And this is usually the way it turns out.
Diary: Jan. 1st: Resolved,…I…I…I.. Jan. 4th: Working at it. Wow! Finally I’m successful at something. Jan. 8th: So far, so good. Jan. 12th: It’s going okay. Jan. 16th: Not doing so good. Jan. 25th: Gave in and indulged in a Hershey’s bar, again. (Just didn’t say anything on the 16th) Jan. 30th: I really wonder what I was thinking? I think I’ll wait and try next year.
Life is not all about ‘me’ and the big things I do. It is about what I do to reach out and touch others for the better, and the little, seemingly unimportant things I do every day to make a positive impact in their lives.
Every day we have the chance to grow.
Maybe we have the chance…’To be able to keep at a job until it is finished.’
‘To be able to do the work and let others receive the recognition.’
‘To be able to say yes to the ‘important things’ and ‘no’ to everything else.’
‘To honestly listen to what the other person is saying.’
These are small decisions that we make every day in our lives. Every day we are confronted with a chance to grow, however small it may be.
Robert Browning once wrote, “Why stay on earth except to grow?” I quite agree.
Focus small. That way, your diary won’t read like mine.
When you accomplish little things, you’ve often accomplished great things.
Plan to grow. And then every day, look for the opportunity (no matter how small) that presents itself for you to grow.
“Stop what you’re doing, long enough to grow.”–John Maxwell
Grow some way this year, every day.
So that when the clock hits 12:00 and it is 2013, you can honestly say,
“I am a different person than I was a year ago.”
When you grow, you mature. You mature in character. People gravitate towards a person who is strong in character.
This year, resolve to grow!
A very happy New Years to you!
M.E.
Dear You
Dear You,
Maybe your day’s not going so good. Maybe you need a smile on your face.
Okay. Maybe that’s not you.
Maybe you just need to hear something good. Something to make you laugh. Maybe you need to believe. Maybe you need to grow.
Maybe you just need to be inspired. By the stories of ordinary people just like you who accomplished great things.
From a new perspective. A fresh way. Like me, you sigh, after reading about them, and say,
“I wish I could do that. I wish I could be them!”
You CAN be one of them.
That’s why you read about them.
So you can be inspired, and go out and do.
I’ll try not to take too much of your time. I promise not to write very long posts… although sometimes I won’t be able to help it…
But whatever it is, it will leave you thinking.
You will be inspired.
You will go and do great things.
From my heart to yours,
M.E.
Meet M.E.
I write for YOU. Whoever you may be, I hope you will always be encouraged. I hope you will believe in yourself, that you are the most amazing person in the world, because you are you!
Things that inspire me: sunshine in a blue sky, the rainbow soaring over the storm, the firefighter, policeman, and paramedic, and the person who tries and tries and tries…and still tries again.
You will find out I have a vivid imagination. Laughing is therapy. Everything’s bigger in my home state. My grandmother was born in Gohrgah. I like it classy. I square dance with Hillbillies, and canoe deep in the Ozarks. I admire those who stand strong for what is right. I want to ride in the rodeo. (Unfortunately I don’t own a horse. Otherwise I might try!) Enough about me, now on to You!
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