What have you done for you lately, with far reaching recalls from a past that craved adventure, where God is your cheer leader?

What have you delved into to, like under water near Cancun, like flying in a small plane to Honduras?

Isn’t time for you to chase the jabberwocky, to end up in Oz, or at least look up the word, “Xanadu?”

Sneak a peak, for life is fertile ground for the fertile mind that is willing to genuflect at the gates of dreams.  Run the gamut.  Scintillate along the watch towers.  Chase the windmills and mainelobsterwholesale.com sites near the light houses pulling you out of a fog.

Live a legendary life before you end up on some ancestor’s computer as they do a search for you on ancestor.com and discover you were brilliant, sailed the seven seas, stood gazing across the universe on the headwaters of the Amazon while resting on lily pads the size of VW bugs near the rainforest mist.

            Isn’t it time to fly, to seek out new worlds, to live the adventure (not vicariously) but off the grid—not in front of a damned TV, or computer screen or on your cell phone in some tucked-away coffee shop.

            Today is the exact day you are supposed to plan the journey of 1,000 leagues: Take that first step.

Be the center piece of your own personally designed adventure, where they applaud, where you scale the highest mountain, you bow, where you are left breathless, timed in, shot out into the infinite, where you have skirted all fear, risen above all doubt, become so audacious, so courageous that your family tree broke off at the top, as you sharpened the cutting edge of your own personal stint in this evolution.

You, yes you, changed it all, the direction of your ancestors to free all who go after you in the evolutionary chain, in the eternal soft rains, to jimmy rig an entire destiny.

Choose glamour over the solemn, smiles over trials, higher aspirations and blood red moons over cloudy days: Put your mark on time, like petroglyphs carved into eternity.

            You are a conscription of a prescribed destiny, a wanderer and awe struck student of life.

For you will divine the divine out of each moment. You will seek out and find the poetic, the mesmerizing affinities, the stars in the sky, the speed of light, the damsels who are bedazzled, the creation of sustained elation.

For you are the warrior who changed the lineage, the lines draw in the sand, adding hope and inspirations of generations to come.

You speak out, venture, become the stories and messages and legends left behind on the fringes of your wake, a trail of wonder, the awe that can and will replace all lost hope, all stutter stepping from here to a surreal cosmic dance, to the outskirts of imagination—where all greatness begins.

            Be the one who changed the direction of all future generations; it is possible, for you have been awarded life, this chance to live the life you have dreamed.

            Be a determined visionary along the plains of heightened perceptions: “A super star, right you are, and we all shine on, like the moon, and the stars and the sun, on and on and on….”—Johnnie.