posted on Jan, 31 2011 @ 11:54 PM
Is a stick just a stick? Definitely not. A stick of the right height, size, and shape can become a powerful ally in our quest to reconnect with
Lemme tell ya a little story. One day while walking around my property, I found a stick. Now I have used sticks for walking before, but this one was
really special. I took it for a test drive down to the ocean, and my new stick friend and I were really hittin it off. It resonated the earth
strongly every time it touched the Earth, and I knew it would become a good friend.
A few days go by, and I am feeling ready for some adventure. My car was in the shop getting repairs at this time, so if I wanted to leave the house,
I was going to have to walk.
I had a destination in mind, and I decided to go for it and I set off on my journey.
I started my journey at sunset, as I walked the road I have driven so many times. I discovered so many new things about my area, like trees and such
along the roads. I made it up to the highway, and decided to just keep going since I had made it this far.
I walk along the road, going and going for what seemed like hours. I made it to the nearest town, and to my surprise, almost 4 hours had elapsed. A
drive of the same route would have only been 15 minutes.
At this point, I stop and get some water at the local store, and I decide to continue. I am halfway to my destination.
I keep trudging along, and now there will be no more towns. Now it is just a lonely road and me at 10:30pm at night.
Remember I live out in a jungle environment, and there are wild pigs and crazy people out here in the jungle. Both sides of me are lush rainforests
as I walk down this country road.
There were no more street lights for this part of the journey. I did have a flashlight, but I didn't really feel the need to use it that much. I
just used the walking stick to follow the road and assist me on this trek across the land.
It turned into a very spiritual experience as I walked down the road, just my stick friend and I.
In the end, I walked a total of 20 miles and 8 hours, and I made it to my friend's house where I got a much needed rest.
Now when I drive these roads that I walked, I think back to my journey across them, and it makes me so proud that I did it and perservered to the
This is just the beginning of the story of walking sticks and me. More to come.
Feel free to comment while I continue writing.