Ya know, in all my travels I've noticed quite a few different things, but the thing that mystifies me the most is the "magic" of just being…there's such a peaceful solidarity about nature. The different emotions that arise while we're climbing through the mountains with a heavy load on ~ being able to travel slow enough to hear the trees tell their stories.
Watching the sunbeams stream through the clouds that form, getting ready to dump "Gods blessing" (rain). To have chills run up and down my spine with the wonder of the snow as it lightly covers the trees that surround the open meadow as if God opened up his powered sugar shaker and just started sprinkling.
Traveling through the dessert and the spiritual lust that sweeps through my heart and soul, to know in my mind that there's been so many that have traveled across there before me. As I look upon the mountains in the distance, I watch them grow in size as we come upon them in a swift manner, thinking to myself that there's a reason they are so majestic and that's the Great Spirit's gift to us.
Coming to an understanding that even though I'm miraculous in His eyes because He created me, I'm just a mere speck ~ a grain of sand in the whole dessert where this world is concerned.
Observing the trees as they sway in the breeze, blowing in accordance with natures actions, like a symphony of music with all the right instruments playing all the right notes for perfect harmony. As we drive the highway, we come across a cottonwood tree looking so out of place in the dessert, next to the road and standing so tall as if to tell everyone going by that it can survive in any type of setting and surroundings…to become adaptable.
Relying on my senses to be able to bring me to a state of serenity in what seems to be an "out of control" world where people only in a true sense care about themselves…not taking time to really observe and know what's around them, I have come to the realization of how blessed I've been to have received the gifts given as well with the senses to enjoy such beauty….
Eyes…observe. Ears…to hear. Nose…to smell. Mouth..to taste. Hands..to touch and a heart to feel all the emotions that allow me to be the perfect person in my creators love.
I've been able to gaze upon the wondrous beauty and observe a variety of different sceneries, a various array of colors in nature and with them, the different tones and colors of just one color. What's so wonderful to see is the adaptability that people and animals have for their surroundings within the conditions they live, knowing that no matter what…we're all here for some reason and sometimes it's not for us to know the plans in advance.
I know that the only way that you'll know what I'm writing about is if you experience it yourself.
Listening to the thunder of the waves crashing against the shoreline, gracefully but powerfully making a statement as they roll in, just to disappear, then roll back in again.
How awesome it is to see the most gorgeous bird in the world (to me), the Bald Eagle, soar down from the mountainside to glide on the wind effortlessly over a field and pick its prey in one fell swoop so that the life cycle can keep revolving.
As I sit in the truck stop at nightfall, I will listen to the wind as it blows through the trucks and trailers (which are sometimes packed in like sardines in a can), to be able to actually hear the music created, like flutes in the darkness. Passionately wanting to envelop all that nature has to present to me….I thank God for the ability of remembrance.
I'm finding out that beyond the stressful factors of this career I can also be able to become part of what's been created as a gift to relish within my soul. Finding out that life is a spiritual experience to be replicated from one to another.
Being in a truck is just as spiritual as being on the back of a Harley…nothing else can compare to the unity that's created and felt from me to my Creator ~ God!!! "FREEDOM"…nothing else matters.
How awesome it's been to have a pronounced calmness and serenity in traveling with my husband. To be able to share this with all of you that have been around a while and know what I'm talking about as well as all you "newbie's" just getting started in this absolutely wonderful, difficult, and sometimes confusing career. Thank you all for allowing me the ability to help commit some of those emotions to memories.
God Bless and stay safe in your travels. Our prayers are with all of you.
Sincerely, Karen Smith
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