“If the path before you is clear, you’re probably on someone else’s path.”
I keep dreaming of the mountains. If I close my eyes, I can feel the fresh air in my lungs, the rustling of leaves beneath my feet and the birds singing somewhere far away.. I long for the mountains. I long for openness, vastness and wilderness.
I dream of cold October mornings, coffee and a little house in the woods. I dream of airports, living out of a suitcase again and strangers that become family.
I dream of road trips, bonfires and music that means something.
But I do know deep down that I will make those dreams come true.. Because some things you just have to trust. And I do trust my heart.
But for now I will let the music take me to those places, and remind me to keep my eyes on the prize this coming week.
“When I loose my head, I loose my spine..”
“Cross the border, into the big bad world..”
“I’ll ride my bike up to the world, down the streets right through the city..”
“I’ll be the Earth to ground you from the chaos all around.”
Because sometimes words are futile, and music needs to be felt.
“So many winding roads, so many miles to go and oh …”
“Soon I’ll be leaving.”
Whatever keeps us going, whatever makes us feel alive – focus on that.