have many reasons for loving my wife. One is, she is always telling
me just how smart I am. What makes me seem intelligent is that I not
only read all the directions, but I file them in a safe place. When I
started expandurmind.com, I bought books and read articles on
blogging. I studied the do and don’ts, and numerous reads on “What
makes a successful blogger?” To me, they boiled down to three
items; topic, consistency in posting, and staying on a path. For
those of you that have been with me from the beginning, you know the
last two have been more of a slogan (I
did not say I always follow the directions).
topic has never wavered nor should ever change; that is why I started
this. It is about me, my dreams and their effects on my life. I have
hoped that along the way some of you have become interested in your
consistency—I’ll try harder. The easiest part of this blog is just
writing down my dream and posting. The hard part is finding the time
to write it all out. Expandurmind is a hobby and I have to place
family, work and a few other things first. That leaves…
on the path. I have enjoyed this blog to no end and the followers I
have accumulated along the way. You have stuck by me through all the
twists, turns and mistakes of this strange and long path. In the long
run, this is about my growth and travels. To further my growth while
more follow me along the way I need a wider and newer path, so here
the web site!
October 24, 2012
am standing in a valley surrounded by mountains. The mountains are
not as large as they normally would be, however, they are too tall to
call them foothills. The valley contains a small town. From where I
stand I can make out a little church and general store off in the
short distance. Small well built homes are sparsely scattered
throughout the valley. My attention goes back to the mountains
surrounding me. Each mountain is covered in bright green foliage.
the base of each Mountain also runs a wide path to the top. Every
path is well worn from those that have gone before me. Although I am
planning to take the paths to the top of every mountain, my goal is
not making it to the top, but that’s where it starts. I cannot see
the other side of the mountain; however, I know that each mountain
has multiple paths running back down to its base.
goal is to make it back down each mountain using one of the less
friendly paths. These paths are not as wide, worn or safe as the ones
leading to the top. I head for the mountain right in front of me and
begin my hike. The path is more or less terraced. Only because of the
long hike and the numerous steps I have to take do I become tired.
After some time, I have made my way to the top. No trees or tall
foliage grows here, but it is covered in lush green grass. I stand
for a while and look beyond the horizon. There are many more
mountains as far as I can see. However, my main goal is just to
tackle the ones outlining the valley.
Standing on the peak, I look
down the opposite side. A narrow path leads into the woods. I begin
my descent and as I enter the woods, the path splits in different
directions. I pick one and follow. This side of the mountain has more
of a slope and pine needles cover the ground, making my descent even
harder. Every now and then, the path splits again reminding me of a
maze. Once in a while the path will dead-end, and I have to back
At some point, I had to use the
branches on the trees to keep from sliding down. The descent never
seemed dangerous, just frustrating. Once I had made it to the base of
my first mountain the descent had tired me out more than the climb.
My shirt and pants had rips throughout them from catching on some of
the limbs. I began my walk over to the next mountain and immediately
started my climb to the top. Reaching the summit, I briefly rested
then began my descent down.
I made it through three
mountains and my fourth seemed taller than the last three. At the
base, next to the path I planned on taking, grew a tall tree that
reached hundreds of feet up to the top of the mountain. I could have
gotten my arms around the trunk due to its narrowness. Unlike other
trees, the branches of this one started out shorter at the bottom,
then got longer going up. The growth of the limbs followed the slope
of the mountain.
Between the tree and foot of the
mountain stood three booths, each large enough to hold a full-size
adult. The booths had cables attached to their tops, and these were
attached far above to winches. The winches were mounted on a single
limb stretched out over the mountain. I then realized the booths were
elevators. Whether the elevators worked, they still would have a gap
of several yards between them and the mountains edge. Even if I did
take one, would it be cheating?
As I sized up the elevators,
three men walked up toward me. One of the men seemed to be leading
the two others. The man in front was about my age with a thick black
beard and mustache. The two men in tow favored him but much younger,
my guess these were his sons. Stepping up to me the elder man asked,
you taking the elevators to the top?”
not sure?” I responded, explaining to him my goal.
is our goal also. It doesn’t matter how we get to the top it’s the
descent that matters. May we go ahead of you?” he asked.
“Please,” I stated
stepping back away from the elevators. The man stepped inside one,
and it began a quick climb. The two young men followed suit, and
theirs climbed one behind the other. Once the elevators neared the
top, their weight started to bend the tree over until the elevators
stopped within inches from the top at the mountain’s edge. All three
men stepped out, and the tree gradually straightened back.
The elevators quickly dropped
down and settled onto the ground. I was too nervous to take any of
them and decided to climb to the top. I had only made it up a short
distance when I had to rest. I found a thick patch of grass and
stepped into it. I lay down on my back looking into the blue sky. It
was such a relaxing feeling throughout my body I fell asleep. I came
to later in my own bed.