i am in lincoln city.
my parents and i are staying in this one bedroom hotel. its on the beach and overlooks the sea from atop a rocky bluff. its very pretty! its 12'30 am. the folks have gone to bed and i find myself lost somewhere deep in the archives of paul curreri, devon sproul, SRV and my old bud, buddy guy. i am sleeping on the couch in the living room. theres a fire slowing dying down in fireplace. a storm pounds on the windows and i can feel the crashing of the waves against the shore. i am truly having one of those moments. that moment when your purpose becomes so clear it almost hurts to look at. i know this sounds silly. but dammit, you cant make this shit up. it just happins. i think everyone has moments like these , its just that many are too blind to see it. its a shame, a whole world of people searching for purpose. and never really understanding who they are first.
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Hey Dave...how come the dates on your blogs are from December when you wrote them in the last couple of days???
When were we in Lincoln City in a one bedroom hotel??? But...you're right about what you said...those little moments are God talkin' to ya...most people miss em'...
Love ya,
mombo
It's amazing what you can hear and feel when you open yourself up to the world and to the purest experience with nature.
"Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished." - Lao Tzu
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