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Sunday, March 8, 2009

Meditation is Good



Sometimes, a boy needs to get out his stuff and just look at it, sort through it, organize it, touch it, smell it, clean and repair it. The process is merely a preamble to planning, packing and travel. It sets the stage and lifts the curtains of the spirit as the mind naturally begins to ooze a little testosterone along with a few choice drops of endorphins. Hopefully not enough to push you over the edge especially after a long winter. Kind of a Zen Mediation of sorts. (I recommend getting out the gear, whatever it is and going through it several times during the off season, if you have an off season), this alleviates possible "over revving" in the spring. (very dangerous). Normally if you have burned up a lot of long distance phone calls to friends in various parts of the world discussing each others need to get out, read well and trained a little, paged through plenty of gear magazines, watched a lot pertinent outdoor videos, prepared many culinary feasts of game and fish you have harvested while in the company of you best mates and toasted each other and those no longer with us, you shouldn't have any problem. It should however give you just enough "whatever it is" I guess a little anticipation along with that warm bubbling in your soul that carries you through till your out under the stars again. Makes me smile, 

3 comments:

Tavarua said...

Well said.......

"For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel, for travel's sake. the great affair is to move; to feel needs and hitches of our life more nearly; to come down of this featherbed of civilization and find the globe granite underfoot and strewn with cutting flints" - Robert Louis Stevenson

Ol' Sport said...

I do this with the books i don't have shelf space for...pull them out of boxes and read the first few lines.

Nice post

jkterry said...

I like to get out a smallish low ball and a dozen of my favorite single malts, and then over the course of the evening, start tasting; not a wee dram of any one, just a morsel of each on the tongue. Always amazed at where each takes me. cheers

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