Opening my Eyes

I was looking over some thoughts I wrote down for another blog that I used to write.  It wasn't that long ago that I stopped doing that blog and started this one.  Besides making my heart ache over that subject matter, it also gave me a smile.....for people who used to follow that blog will know what I am trying to say....

PEOPLE SEE WHAT THEY WANT TO SEE

AND HEAR WHAT THEY WANT TO HEAR

PEOPLE TURN A DEAF EAR AND CLOSE BLIND EYES 

I admit I am guilty of the above.........I am learning to see more with open eyes and to listen as well.

It's not very often that I can sit in a passenger seat and look around while someone else is driving.  I'm usually the one behind the wheel.  My job occasionally takes me out of state or out of town.  Living where I do, here in Utah, it offers a vast array of different landscapes.  From mountains full of trees and pines, to rock formations that resemble castles, to red rocks and desert scenery.

Starting my day at 5 am is not my cup of tea....I'd rather be looking at the backside of my eyelids at that time.  Early mornings are not me when I am in the city.  At the lake on the other hand, predawn is my best friend.  

Normally scenery is whizzing by me when I am driving.  I see what's ahead of me....give the wheel to someone else, and my eyes are all over the place.  A road trip for work is fun when someone else drives  and I can look at what I usually miss.  

Heading up Spanish Fork Canyon you are greeted by a field of
windmills.  It's the beginning of an adventure.  A scary one at times since
this is one of the deadliest canyons in the nation. 

Price, Utah...mining country and the beginning of Castle
country.  Rock formations begin here that resemble
castle fortresses.  Dinosaurs once roamed these
rocky formations.  

When you see the windmills you know your trip down
the canyon is almost finished.  You can breath a sigh of
relief.  What started out as a beautiful cloudless sky of blue,
ends with skies gray and angry.  

The wall of the storm we are heading into.  A trip that
 takes 2 hours to drive, took 3 hours thanks to
the sky opening up and releasing copious amounts of water
all over..........

The older I get, the more I realize that taking anything for granted is out of the question.  I'm seeing now that it, meaning anything, is a gift to me that I should cherish and hold on to.  Sometimes I do.  Sometimes I don't.  I don't live in a perfect world thus I cannot be perfect either.  Starting this day with clear beautiful blue skies and ending it with an angry one,  is an example that each day I am given to breath once again may not be as perfect as it was when I woke up.  I will continue to get up after I am knocked to the ground.  I will continue to put one foot in front of the other after tripping over an obstacle.  I will continue on a daily journey with eyes open, my ears ready to listen, and my arms ready to hug the moments given to me...................

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Open Eyes...........

Top of the mornin' .....coffee, sunrises, and the lake. It's
a perfect trio.......

I'm up before the birds sing...... I love catching sunrises at the lake. I can sleep in when I am at home.   Everyday is different.  No two sunrises are the same.  This is my reverent time.  My time to stop and look at what I miss when I don't get up before the birds.  It's my time to listen to what not is going on around me.  No people, no trucks or cars, no outside big city sounds.  Just birds waking up, flocks of geese flying over, the sounds of a breeze going through the leaves, the lapping of the lake against the beach.........A sky that starts to turn different colors, opens my eyes up........ I see colors of red, orange, pink, yellow..........A sun that peeks over the mountain tops and shines down on the water that is as smooth as silk..........Each sunrise is a gift.  It's a reminder that I am alive... A gift I gladly take and capture.

Running on empty is never a good thing, mentally, physically or mechanically.  Taking the time to refuel and rejuvenate is necessary in order to keep on going, keep on moving...... Even if it's for a brief moment.

I will type away on the keys of my lap top and listen to the rhythm of the falling rain hitting the canopy roof, the sound of the thunder that gets closer and louder.  It's late enough in the day that if the clouds empty themselves of moisture,  I might have the priviledge of catching a sunset that will take my breath away and leave my mouth gapping wide open.......what will be my breathless moment tomorrow I wonder?  Whatever it may be, it will be a gift that I will open carefully and love it dearly.................I write about this lake often.  I love this lake.

There is sunshine even on a cloudy day

Sooner rather than later I will head back up to the lake.  Sooner rather than later I will clear out the mind of all things negative.  Sooner rather than later I will fill up my soul with all things positive.  Sooner rather than later I will look rather than close my eyes.  Sooner rather than later I will listen rather  than ignore.  Sooner rather than later I will................................

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It's time......

It's almost time for the annual trek to the lake and mountains.  The countdown begins.  T minus 6 days, countless hours and seconds to go.....................

It's time to get away from the sights and sounds of a bustling city and head for the mountains..........the air is clean, the grasses sway in the breeze, the fences bend just enough to let you roam free, get lost, but always find yourself back home.  It's time to listen to nature.  It's time to hear the birds sing, smell the air that is full of different scents, campfire, wildflowers, the lake, pine.........it's time to feel the breeze blow softly and the sun shine down and feel it's warmth.  It's time to look up and see the clouds float across the sky.  It's time to see the changing colors of the lake.  It's time.....................

It's time to let my mind wander................

It's time to leave the makeup at home, wear the clothes I don't care if they get torn or ripped.  It's time to let vanity stay in the city................

It's time to focus on whats important.........and to let go of what I cannot change..............

It's time to regroup with myself and reflect on what I need to do or not do............

It's time.......It's all about "time".........it's time that is quickly going faster and faster each day that I wake up.  It's time to be grateful, thankful, for each breath that I take and each step I can put one foot in front of the other.  It's time................that I remember that.......................

It's time............. that I remember who I am............... who I am...................is me.............

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