gathering twigs and small branches, i listen to the night sounds as i go about my evenings work. at one time i got into the habit of collecting large reserves of kindling for the evening fire, however it wasn’t long before i missed the sounds of the night and the animals as they scurried about,  carrying on their business under the cloak of darkness.

i almost waited too long. the pressures of my previous life had mounted to such an extent as to burden me. i found no enjoyment in the daily activities of my life, i decided to to return to a simpler existence. living comfortably in the presence of nature, writing simple notes about things i understand.

the minutes are longer here. time and i have come to an agreement, which before we could not reach. i won’t worry about time and time won’t nag me about its’ dominion over me. i acknowledge his authority, and having done so, i have been granted permission to do as i please as long as i remember it cannot go on forever.

for so many years i struggled physically and mentally to obtain mental treasures and earthly pleasures. the fruits of my labors had produced a shaky hold on a moderate lifestyle and dreams of traveling to many places.

here my treasure chest is overflowing. i cannot imagine returning to my previous life and shall never try. you will find me here, happy and free in my sanctuary.