Modern Time Dharma Bums

"Try the meditation of the trail, just walk along looking at the trail at your feet and don't look about and just fall into a trance as the ground zips by. trails are like that, you're floating along a Shakespearian Ardin paradise and expect to see nymphs and fluteboys, then suddenly you're struggling in a hot broiling sun of hell in dust and nettles and poison oak... just like life"

I'm adding.. "just like life and marriage"

The original verse are the words of Jack Kerouac from "The Dharma Bums", one of my favorite books. I just read that verse again, this time in "Born To Run" by Christopher McDougall, one of my new favorite books.... Those words inspired me to write this..

Marriage, like life is a vision of sea nymphs and fluteboys.. but as the verse says, it can also be fucked up like the boiling sun of hell and poison oak... So, what better place to hold a wedding than the stage of Kerouac's above written prose, the trail! Brilliant Meena and Dan!!... without knowing it or maybe with knowing it, you kicked off and staged the rest of your lives like any good Dharma Bum, on the road, and on this particular day.. the road/trail/mountain was inclusive of potential good and bad.. a possible hurricane, ever-changing skies.. one minute beautiful skies colored in aqua-grey-black-white and teal.. the next moment damp, black and menacing.. breathtaking panoramic landscape.. nasty fog and wind. In fact hurricane Earl actually looked on.. realizing his wrath wouldn't dampen spirits, only add to resolve and because of that he hovered, just a benign observer.... Humm..The fluteboys/sea nymphs and the hot broiling sun/poison oak Kerouac spoke of....

The hike to the destination was not easy, in fact it was hard and steep.. it taxed your physical and mental self.. but it was a journey set out to be conquered because the potential positives far outweighed the the potential negatives.. and that included weathering whatever Earl decided to throw at us...

So my friends it won't always be sea nymphs and fluteboys, but always remember this union started on a rocky trail wrought with potential disaster and it ended in euphoria and a greater sense of accomplishment about what was done....

You can be truly Dharma Bums, modern day Buddha's, searching together for.............