On the Road by Jack Kerouac is one of America's most loved and cherished novels of the twentieth century. Its beautiful and poetic prose has been admired and has inspired countless artists and writers from around the world like The Beatles, Jim Morrison of The Doors, Lana Del Rey, Allen Ginsberg, and Hunter S. Thompson..
Hi friends, I created this motivational post for one of the writing groups that I’m a member of. Even though the advice was meant for writers, I think it can also be applied to other disciplines and pursuits. How many of us let the fear of failure and rejection dictate our actions, paralyzing us from attaining what we truly wish to achieve? I encourage you to give this post a read and meditate on its meaning.
The other day I went out for a hike. Up towards a steep mountain edge. For some reason, I found myself in deep contemplation during the entire experience. Every step I took almost felt like I was walking through multiple layers of history. Maybe because I know that the trail I was on was traversed by countless peoples throughout the centuries. Going back past the Spanish conquest, with signs of indigenous markings all along the rocky path.
The other night I felt inspired by love, people and relationships, and I imagined what it's like to love someone that is very far away. We may look at their pictures online and talk on the phone, but of course, there's nothing like being right next to that someone special. I feel this little poem captures the emotions involved in this type of situation. If you're a traveler, I'm sure you can relate.
I recently watched the film BLACKFISH which is a 2013 documentary about killer whales (orcas) that are held in captivity within the amusement parks; SeaWorld and other similar parks. I’ve been wanting to watch this film for years because killer whales (to me) are the most beautiful, fascinating and majestic animals that live amongst us. They are the ultimate apex predators, much more impressive and intelligent than great white sharks. Weighing up to ten tons, with complex forms of communication
Hi friends, I wrote this poem to inspire writers, but I think the lesson here can be applied to any art form or worthy work. Enjoy! When daytime turns to nighttime and the hours creep past as shadows along the walls intricate crevices I reach a place of creativity where the words begin to sparkle and shine within my mind. Traveling at hyper speeds from my brains’ stem, to the linear patterns of my fingerprints, to a sheet of white
To honor those, and the memory of 9-11, I’ve written a poem. God Bless you: I especially remember the elevator … And all of those people. The multitudes The abundance of activities The businesses and Power of that place which reached every corner was sensed in the air
One way that we can extend our journey abroad is by being smarter with our money and expenses. As a self-proclaimed expert on minimalism and international traveler, I am overly qualified to teach you all about spending your hard-earned cash on what's important, on what we really need to get by and survive. Believe me, we only need a few basic things...
Many of us instinctively judge everyone and everything that we come across. When someone says something that we disagree with we automatically put them into a specific category and base all our future interactions with this person based on their view which we don't agree with. This, in turn, creates divisions and limits our chances to see the world from the perspective of another.
Hi everyone, I've been taking a break lately from writing my ongoing saga about the incredible wandering hobo known as Hobo Joe and I've been writing poetry. Which has been quite fun and interesting. Are there any poets in the room today? Well, I'd like to share some of my work with you all. I've spent a lot of time being outdoors and observing nature, so here are some of my thoughts and reflections on the subject.
I grew up in a big city surrounded by millions of people so for me visiting the desert for the first time was like taking a trip to the moon. And for some strange reason, I have always been drawn to these vast, dry lands. I wanted to see huge cacti hovering over the line of the horizon, jagged rock formations, roadrunners, coyotes, tumbleweeds, dust clouds and rough looking desert dwellers. So, when I finally had some extra time and money, I went to the desert.
One of the first things that everyone is looking for as a single traveler is love and companionship. But is it something to seek out or does it just magically happen out of the blue? I believe that it’s a combination of the two. It helps to be in the right place at the right time, but where are these places and what time should we frequent them? And how can we increase our personal level of attractiveness while on the road?
Was that sad puppy dog face the final straw? Then next time you gallivant across the country, consider taking your dog with you! There are great adventures out there to share with your pup. With a bit of preparation, you and your dog will have the time of your lives and your bond will grow stronger than ever.
She’s the author of my life. She penned me. It took her months of labor. No rewrite. Early on, she felt like scrapping the first draft. The words just wouldn’t come. I guess she always assumed they would, quite naturally even flow from her heart down her wrist and become the ink that inscribed life onto my blank pages.
I’d like to share a story with you all about a random person I met a while back. I know this doesn't necessarily have anything to do with art or traveling but it's a funny/scary story and it shows that sometimes you can sit back and listen to someone talk and then realize that they have something amazing to tell you! We just need to be receptive and let them entertain us...