As I stood on the shore I looked out at the horizon, cognizant of the chilled air that was being warmed in my lungs and exhaled back into the world.
Realizing…
That my standing here was a metaphor of sorts.
My looking out at the horizon, past where I stood at the water’s edge.
Stood something I could see, but it was seemingly…
Out of reach … But, this short-sighted observation only tells half of the story.
Why should I limit myself to constructing barriers to what can’t be done, versus finding ways to traverse those barriers?
The memory is short and it allows me to forget my triumphs, when my slipping into the icy depths of defeat were but a formality.
But, I found stepping stones when others saw an impasse.
Why should comfort be taken in the penitentiary of “can’t” when “shall, can and will” have more upside?
Shun P.'s interactions with Mother Nature 
One requires an insight that many others lack, to see those ‘stepping stones’…Others for the most part see only a void to be feared.
Indeed. We are often in OUR way Pete.
Hope 2014 will be limitless 🙂
Some interesting common analogies with my last post… xox
Let me trudge over and take a gander at it! 🙂