A Good Sense of Direction...

I've always known where I am
And I have always known where I started.
What I don't always know,
Is where I am going
or how to get back to 'Square One'.

If I don't have a Map
for the Destinations I imagine
that I long to visit,
Then I can linger in places
that have no focus point.
I get caught up in visiting with the locals
Who don't quite care
That I'm simplyPassing Through...

Sometimes,I don't even care myself
that I am not 'Arriving'.
I so enjoy the scenery,
the local fare, the music
the air, the smells
and the peace and laughter;
that frankly, I am content
to simply stake my tent
for a while.

Am I lazy?
A little.
I've always laughed
that I was;
'Built for Comfort,
Not for Speed'.

But as I listened to
a Wonderful Storyteller
Recently
I realized that one of my
major BlocksTo the Flow of my Travel
is,
I don't haveA Good Sense of Direction.

My mother Certainly
didn't have one.
When I was a child,
We were lost in the car,
At least (!),
Once a Week...

And I, to this day, can get lost
So very easily
Trying to get somewhere.
But I Can Always Find my Way Out!
Luckily I have good Visual Memory
and remember the Turns I took incorrectly
And can reverse them to lead me home again.

But Unfortunately,
I don't have the innate gift
that Others seems to have.
Those that just Naturally know
that they have been on a road long enough
And that it is time to Turn.
And they can just sense Which Turn to Take,
in Order to reach their Destination.

Returning Home is never
Truly an option.
It's never the same. Never.
So,No matter if its a simple Walk in the Rain,
or an epic Road Trip;
My Destination must always
be Forward, not Backward.

I'm beginning to sense something:
Enough Turns for the time Being.
I have come a Long Way
in a very Short Time.
I like my surroundings,
and I'm learning much about myself
in this new land alone.
I am able, peaceful,
rich, deep and desirable.

My Direction?
Hovering Peace...
Connected Love...
Beauty Abounding...
It's not time for a Turn,
this I know.
My Camp Ground is soft and dry
and the music and warmth
are Nourishing my Soul.

I'll get where I'm going,
Eventually;
My senses Growing Stronger.
But this is definitely one of the Places
That would be on my Map;
If I had One.

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