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It's about you, about me, about number one. I don't mean that as in, be evil to everyone how gets in your way or makes it hard own you. NO! No, no, no. We need to care about others, its part of being a developed human being, but how can we do this? When we don't understand what we, the singular person, need. Simple answer, you cant, or at least, I cant. And I am not saying I have found the one big secret to inner peace,  I don't even know if there is one right answer to that question. It's the same thing as asking what beauty is. There is no right answer. But I do know that when you find the right answer for you, everything makes a little more scene and get a hole lot easier.

As most of you know, my milt genera project was own bravery, but that just part of it. The hole picture for me are the thinks that make me feel complete make me feel like the person I am.  Simple, clean and no bull shit.

Blacksmithing, this was a god send. I final had found that one thing that I felt I was good at, and could expand into both a hobby and a art form. Pounding hot metal, working with not against it, to make something is the big picture in my shop. Sometime things don't go the way you want and that ok, just set it aside, make new or change it all together.

Junior Maine Guide, was what I would call a building experience. Meaning that you learned how to get along with other and work as a team. It is all so the best leadership training I have ever herd of.  This, for me was all so a test as well as a learning trip. I was going to find out it I had IT. I still couldn't tell what IT is, other than work ethic, friendship, determination, caring, bravery, loyalty, and all the other things I want to be. This was were I wanted to go and find it. Wasn't just learning how to guide other people, it was also a little of finding yourself.

So here as my last post, I am saying move forward, don't stay stagnate, look for those things that make you happy, and once you have found then work own them, get better at it, and they apply it. So you are in control of your fate and you the most important person can now be the most.                

Forest life.

Some people have a yard, a pool or a fence behind there homes. I own the other had have a forest. Yes, a forest, and I wouldn't trade it for anything. Wouldn't, because of three little things.

One, having a hole area behind you home is a once in a life time opportunity. It your one big play ground, which has everything in it. Dead tree slides that you can run to the top of, and then try to say on as come down. Jungle gyms of beech and oak, branches all over the place just asking to be climbed. Tunnels made by tree root that the best hiding place. And of cores giant glassier erratics. Hodge rock that give kid there first rock climbing lessons. I must say, I made great work of this when I was younger. We had this one dead tree that fell into the crock of another an made a perfect 45 degree angle. This was my slide tree. I had small groups of beech around and they were fun to climb in, but there was one more. Standing alone and 25 feet tall, this was my favorite one to climb in. Once I hid in the top branches in a game of hide and seek, no one could find me because no one though to look up.    

Two, It is a nice place to relax, trees swaying in the wind, small animals running accost  the forest floor, run of brooks trickling away. Its peaceful at least when the bugs aren't around. But other then that its a great place to set up a hammock and sleep, meditate, or read if your into that kind of pass time. I can personally say that I have to fur tree that are the perfect distance apart for my hammock, an I am guilty of sleeping and meditating there, but I wont say anything about reading there.  

Third, great place to rage quit or blow steam. Nature supplies use with meany way to get our anger out. Sticks and branches are all over the ground, very convenient if you wan to have it out this some mean old spruce. Rock are available to, and it get fun to find out how far you can throw them. Final is running the fur gantlet. Just find a patch of fur trees that are unusably thick and then you run through them. This mack your really tired really fast, and I am guilty of all three.

The best thing about all of this is that no matter what I did, the forest wasn't mad at me. No matter how many tress I broke or brooks I messed up, it just fixed them and welcomed me back the next time around. And that is what make a forest so special.