Tuesday, September 13, 2016

I woke up this morning and it was starting to rain again, I looked in the mirror again, and at the damp clothing on the floor. Sometimes the right decision is the toughest decision
Today I made the hardest right turn of my life,
Im going home.
final temple for me, number 28, a sad sight of my pack ready for the flight home.



I appreciate the opportunity to have walked this far, I appreciate the lessons learned, and i look forward to the next one, because I still can

PS
for those who remember in the beginning of this blog, and the problem I had asking for directions to temple #2, but in my confusion with the language, I ended up asking for temple #28, maybe,,,just maybe, we know deep down inside somewhere, what we need to do, and where we are going, and for some reason , I only needed to come here  to get to emple #28 Temple 28, which is better known as Temple Dianishi......Maybe deep down somewhere in my essence, I knew that I was only supposed to get to temple 28 , and my lesson or journey was supposed to end here all along.
In life , sometimes its not important to "know why", its just important to "know"

NO REGRETS

3 comments:

  1. Pat
    Thank you, for your writings here which undoubtedly will help others. Let us know when you get home.
    "Strength and growth come only through continuous effort and struggle"---Napoleon Hill

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  2. Howzit Zulu, thanks for sharing your adventure. I think it was a good one even if it was to Temple 28. Sounds a bit like the del norte with the amount of asphalt...the rain didn't make things very pleasant either, I'm sure. I enjoyed the story and look forward to reading about your next adventure. As I type I'm dreaming up my next one too..."Dream it. See it. Be it." Mahalo and aloha Two Feathers

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