On the quietest of mornings - I think. I dream. I imagine.

Lately - I've been thinking about this path. This journey.
I've been wondering about those who have walked this exact walk...before me.

I listen for their voices. I look for their words of wisdom and advice. I feel their eternal energies. Centering and grounding me to this good earth.

Always - I find comfort in my thinking and dreaming and imagining.
Knowing that they're out there. Somewhere. On the other side of here.

Silently waiting. And watching.