How I Found My Future Out in the Woods
A profile on me up to now would be droll and dreary. I had quirks and foibles, but they were mine. Pretty rocks and unusual discoveries would pique my interest for a while, until the adult world beckoned and I would need to put away childish things. It wasn't until I found out my wife and best friend (if you have one good friend in this big, lonely world, then you are truly blessed) had Parkinson's Disease and Diabetes that I became the person of interest and help-mate I should have been all along.
Taking long walks under tall trees in short grass was always a favorite past time of ours (inspired by our youngest daughter). But, with the onset of debilitating disease, forays into our forest ceased, and life and property became a tangle of brambles and bindweed. Lifestyle changes were necessary to put our bodies and spirits back into harmony with nature and the universe. With machete and mower in hand, very much like Arthur Rackham's "The Man who was Terrified by Goblins", I triumphed over my trepidation of the thorny thicket our life had become. While thrashing and hacking thru the over-grown under-brush I would occasionally discover a struggling sapling, a beautiful bush, a grotesque growth, or precious pretty and I would make it mine! Child-like, I know. But as Wordsworth told the great-grandfathers of our fathers "Heaven lies about us in our infancy."
Thomas Traherne wrote in his "Centuries of Meditations"...all things abided eternally as they were in their proper places...The city seemed to stand in Eden, or to be built in Heaven. The streets were mine, the temple was mine, the people were mine, their clothes and gold and silver were mine, as much as their sparkling eyes, fair skins and ruddy faces. The skies were mine and so were the sun and moon and stars, and all the World was mine; and I the only spectator and enjoyer of it...So that with much ado I was corrupted and made to learn the dirty devices of this world. Which now I unlearn, and become as it were a little child again that I may enter into the Kingdom of God.
Just as my inspiration for this site ministered to the need of children for fairies, Arthur Rackham ministered to the need of adults. Therefore, even if there were no such beings as fairies, Arthur Quiller-Couch reminds us that the children would have to invent them-pixies, nixies, gnomes, goblins, elves, kobbolds, and the rest-to account for the marvels that are happening all the while, but especially while we sleep. How else can we explain toadstools, for instance?
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I used to be the little-known, long-haired, leaping gnome that was Mr. Mom when the kids were young, needing to go everywhere and do everything. Now, I feel more like Gandalf, a wizard who grows a beard and knows things...Enjoy Life!
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