Victor of Circumstance: NOT ALL WHO WANDER ARE LOST
Wow! Today was an absolutely amazing day. What started out as such a mundane task of dropping my daughter off in Asheville, NC to meet up with her dad, turned out to be one of the most spontaneous, uplifting, peaceful and spiritual days ever for me.
I'm so beside myself I'm not even sure where to begin. So, to make a long story short, I took the long way home from Asheville through the breathtaking scenery of the Smoky Mountains. What would normally be a 2 hour drive turned into a 32 hour field trip for one.
Upon leaving Asheville I set my intentions to explore, to take my time and to smell the roses all while basking in the splendor this day had to serve. My first stop was Waynesville, NC. I had been to this vibrant and friendly town once before and absolutely loved this arts and crafts community.
Being in Waynesville is like taking a step back into a much simpler, calmer, more peaceful day and time. With its brick paved sidewalks and awning covered shop fronts, Waynesville has a way of wrapping its timeless arms around you, allowing you to just “be," and that I did. With its plethora of palette pleasing cuisine and homegrown flare for the arts, I would definitely recommend this charming town to anyone.
As I left Waynesville it was beginning to become dark rather quickly. I pondered the idea of heading home and Praise God, I got over that thought real quick. The day had been so very magical I did not want it to end. So, next stop, Cherokee, NC.
This town is best known for the Cherokee Indian Reservation and Harrah's Cherokee Casino and Hotel. In the past, I had only passed through this thriving community nestled in the Smoky Mountains. Today, however, would change that.
With it being after dark and all of the shops closed, what is it that they say? When in Rome... I felt so inclined to partake in the Casino and give it a spin — for the sake of the field trip and all. It was a short stop, nevertheless it was entertaining to say the least. I sat silently and solo amidst the crowds around me majestically pulling the lever of the l slot machine hoping for a sea of sevens and being ever so grateful and open to the small joys and wonders in life. With each spin, win and loss the sounds and lights of the night were yet another reminder to appreciate and live in the present moment, allowing it to organically unfold without expectation or desire of changing it. Awwww… I may not have left in a limo but hey, I did leave with my bank account intact and a new found appreciation for solace, so for that reason I would call this stop of the journey a complete success.
Keeping true to the Foxworthy lineage of "Here's Your Sign,” I kept moving on down the roadfor more reasons than one but as you can tell I continued being intentional to my commitment to being mindful and soaking in each and every moment along the way.
My day of wandering and savoring reminded me that It's when we become conscious of the beauty that is life that we are grateful for the smallest of things. True happiness is being grateful for each moment or "stop" along your journey (i.e. field trip).
As I left Cherokee and headed up the mountains at dusk, I worried that I’d dawdled too long and missed my chance to see the sunset from the mountaintop, which was what I’d most anticipated when I began the day's journey. Wow, was I ever wrong! My creator had a different plan. He immediately awakened that ability within me to see the light in the midst of the dark. It was in the darkness tonight that I was able to see the light of the stars! They shined so bright on the mountaintop, subtlety reminding me that all too often our greatest blessings in life are a direct result of the darkness and for that alone I am eternally grateful.
It was moving. The spirit was thick within me and both my eyes and heart were open.
It was as though a story was unfolding on the steep and winding mountain road. A story that all too often is lost in the hustle of life. We can be so busy planning and creating our future happiness that we completely and utterly miss out on what is unfolding naturally in front of us thus leaving us never quite able to grasp hold that which is being sought (happiness).
After several glorious impromptu snow stops and as the mountain road began to spiral down, so did I. I found myself among the twinkling lights of Gatlinburg, TN and not quite ready for this journey to end.
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Sweet Dreams and Many Blessings,