Coming Home. Again.

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, 

to front only the essential facts of life, 

and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, 

when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.

Henry David Thoreau

Then I went to New Hampshire to use what I learned.  I've been back pedaling since.  No more. You'll note some changes in my blog.  For starters:

"Words" is now blue. Although I am still playing with the background (geeze, can't someone make this easier.  I just want to change the pink to a white or softer shade of blue). Like everything else, in time I shall figure this out.

Things are changing fast.  Are you feeling the momentum? Old ways open the view to new ways.  The blinders come off.  We see things as they are, not as we wish them to be. Isn't it great?

Thoreau would be proud. This isn't the wilds of Massachusetts, it is the seacoast of New Hampsha.  In the vein of changing things, I will be on the computer less.  It served its purpose.  I'm not much for hit and run.  Had that a few weeks ago.  No thanks.  Cost me $500.  I've learned my lesson.  Front end, too.  What was I thinking?

They're been lots of front end encounters lately. They aren't a problem.  They are reality.  And that is what we need.  To do otherwise just perpetuates the fog.  And you know where they keeps us.

I went to the woods

and lived deliberately

Thoreau brought me home