At the Top, but I Can't See Down

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Long before computers and the Internet, the Sears catalog was my biggest source of information to the outside world (outside of my world anyway). In Those Days, Sears sold everything from socks to boats. I would dwell for hours at a time in that catalog. My Mother would laugh and say I was dreaming. Well, a dream which one pursues is a plan, and I was planning. From my early teens, I've always had a plan.


Long before the days of Easy Rider, my plan was to explore this Country in a free spirited way, alone, on a motorcycle. Only then, my plan was to ride the newly imported Honda-50 moped, and I didn't care if it's top speed was only 28mph.


I planned to get a motor boat someday, something my Dad had only dreamed of. I planned to be an auto mechanic and to own a junkyard or a hardware store, to join the Army for the fight in Vietnam, and to have a family of my own. But I knew, even then, to have back up plans. Many of my plans were modified or eliminated, but many more were realized.


Now, for me, the Thought Dock is the top of my world. It's not the highest peak, nor is it near the artic circle. But, if you rotate your globe to the right, the Thought Dock is at the top. And that is the way my world is - to the right.

As I look across the water from the Thought Dock, the memories of just how I came to be me appear as visions. My mistakes. My successes. It wasn't easy at times. I guess I could have taken the easy way to fame just by selling autographed portraits of myself (extra for the nude ones), or charging people for my wisdom. But, in my own eyes, I'm proud of how I came to be me.

But, when I look down into the water from the Thought Dock, my visions are only reflected to the Heaven above. And I realize that I didn't achieve this all by myself. I am incapable to understand why, but the Lord has blessed me in so many ways, and many I've yet to recognize. He has blessed me with family, with friends, with teachers and mentors, with good health and sound wisdom, and even with enemies. All of which have been instrumental to me being me.

So, I strive to look up from the Thought Dock. Into the blue skies by day, and into the vastness of the stars at night. I'm really not sure where Heaven actually is. But I sure feel better looking up where I believe it waits for me.


Ok... Ok...Enough...With my next post, I'll take a break from the recent recipes and mushy stuff. I had to go there because some of my Followers couldn't take it and felt like crying, while others have Teflon coated brains and my wisdom just slides off if I serve them too much at a time. But, I know there are others that yearn for the real, thought provoking and stimulating crap produced from the Thought Dock. So, stand by..

Enjoy your weekend!