not all who wander are lost…

This phrase taken by a song is seen everywhere, but it recently captured my attention. I always perceived it as maybe meant for “a traveler”.  I’m not a traveler of any sort, I’ve been to a few places but not places most people haven’t been too. Across state lines to the West and East Coast, pretty common, right? This phrase captured my attention because it connected with me at a different level with a sort of different dynamic.

My mind has wandered to places and people that I find amazingly satisfying, to my soul and my eyes. It makes me think of a time and a place away from here. In a city that takes my breath away instantly. By a person who took me to another time – far away from reality. A place is between here and there. It’s bright, it’s beautiful, it’s peaceful, soulful and satisfying to say the least.

A place of no resistance, no rules, no games, little time, little planning but the escape is real. This is like a dream that you never want to wake from, and if you do, you hope to dream about it again and again.

Its not substance, it’s touchable but you can’t hold on to it long enough to stay there. It’s for a moment.

Just a moment for you to have a taste of something heavenly.

This place is somewhere in the midst of all the people waiting to be part of something wonderful. The experience was nothing short of it. The smile that can take you to places you’ve never been. The confidence that will make the flowers bloom, the sun shine and the birds sing. It’s a unbelievable existence but it exists but, those eyes…they are soulful.

So this phrase,  it says – I am not lost but have wandered into something, some place, with someone suited for my soul and it’s my place to hold until I choose to let it go. -BB39