Day 24 ~ The adventurer ~ I was ~ I am

When I was a very little girl, my favorite types of books to read were books that detailed young adventurers.  It didn’t matter the era, the genre, or the sex of the youth.  The common theme was someone who was between the age of 10-18 who for some reason set off on an adventure.  Maybe they were stuck in the wilderness and survived.  Maybe they were heading west with the pioneers.  Maybe they were entering a time portal or sailing across the ocean by themselves or on a ship full of other adventurers.  Maybe they were escaping some calamity.  It didn’t matter.  These young adventurers were smart, capable, and full of hope.  Books and images still light that flame of adventure in me.

I once tried to sign up to take flying lessons when I was way too young to do this sort of thing without parental approval.  The old Spokane Airport had a program for youth to partner with an older pilot to learn to fly a plane.  It was a huge dream of mine to be able to just jump in my own plane (or a stolen one, or a left behind one, or… well you get the idea.)


I have traveled far and wide and am amazed at the things I have seen and the things I have been able to do.  On a recent trip home, my sister and I went to eat at the old Spokane Airport diner, The Skyway Cafe..  As I sat there eating and looking around at the model airplanes hanging from the ceiling, the pictures on the walls, the old airplanes outside the window, the blue skies, and lazy clouds floating by, it dawned on me .. no it hit me. I am still that child.  The sense of adventure swelled and I wondered where would I go next.  What would I be doing?  Who would I meet?  What would I be eating and drinking? Sky-Way-Cafe-Spokane-Valley-Restaurant-600x800

You need not even listen, just wait…the world will offer itself freely to you, unmasking itself. – Franz Kafka

We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty, charm and adventure. There is no end to the adventures we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open. – Jawaharial Nehru

The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper. – W.B. Yeats

Living on Earth is expensive, but it does include a free trip around the sun every year. – Unknown

It doesn’t matter where you are. You are nowhere compared to where you can go. – Bob Proctor

It is probably a pity that every citizen of each state cannot visit all the others, to see the differences, to learn what we have in common, and come back with a richer, fuller understanding of America – in all its beauty, in all its dignity, in all its strength, in support of moral principles. – Dwight D. Eisenhower

The Moment

Poem by Margaret Atwood

The moment when, after many years
of hard work and a long voyage
you stand in the centre of your room,
house, half-acre, square mile, island, country,
knowing at last how you got there,
and say, I own this,

is the same moment when the trees unloose
their soft arms from around you,
the birds take back their language,
the cliffs fissure and collapse,
the air moves back from you like a wave
and you can’t breathe.

No, they whisper. You own nothing.
You were a visitor, time after time
climbing the hill, planting the flag, proclaiming.
We never belonged to you.
You never found us.
It was always the other way round.

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