I Will Take As Many Words As I Want To Write This Story
[b]Traveling With Myself--a Soul ever Wandering[/b]
[c=#BF0080]I was born in the 1950's and, as such, I am a rebel! Ok-stop laughing, HBU!!! Get that smirk off your face young lady! OK-smirk away then. Geez.
What I mean is those of us that grew up in the 1960's with all that was happening in the world it was hard NOT to be a rebel by the time our teen years arrived. The rebel spirit, the rebellious one, was alive and well. And yet, many of us were a product of our times.
But let us stop there as this is NOT a political or sociological dissertation on my times. Rather it is one about a [i]restless[/i] calling and yearning of the heart and mind. It's that yearning I want to address. One that is prevalent no matter what decade one was born in.
John Steinbeck wrote a travelogue of sorts entitled "Travels With Charley" about traveling the back roads of the USA and of what saw. The novel is more or less a diary. Charley was his dog that accompanied him. As a novel it is a rather good read. John had the same rebellious spirit.
Hemingway would write of exotic places and far away lands. Hemingway was not good with romance and that is a shame as there may have been some great stories to tell of lean men and curvy women of some distant far away lands. Sadly he was a man's man author. Only in movies were his tales romanticized a bit. He had a rebellious heart.
To Robert Frost oft times the romance of life was often not found in the arms of another but in the yearning for the open road. The wandering, which to him equated more of the wandering of the heart, mind and soul than the actual wandering a small distance in a snowy wood or a road not traveled, was to romanticize life and it's journey. AH! but how he loved to leave us guessing. Whose woods were these? Did it [i]really matter?[/i] Was the Pasture a mere recluse or nirvana on Earth? And I can't count the times the I have wondered what the other road was like and what was on it. What did I miss and what may I never see? Do I regret it? Robert had that rebellious spirit as well.
Lastly, there were the countless songs and movies of the 1930's-1960's that spoke of the same. Bob Hope and Dorothy Lamour did the "Road" films, Frank Sinatra sang of far off places and traveling to them (with romance in mind, unlike Hemingway, the sad lush!) Frank would also sing a few sad, mournful, dirges(for want of better word) of missing one great distances away. And how the heart yearned and ached for another and the warmth of their arms. Les Baxter made "The Poor People of Paris" sound rather lively! Maybe being poor in Paris at that time was not that bad at that time? The rebellious spirit was not lost in these genres.
And then there is me, a flower child of the 60's. A rebel at heart with beaded jewelry and moccasins. A rebellious chick that used Love's Baby Soft and Gee! Your Hair Smells Terrific! One that helped organize a "sit in" at my school for 10 days to force a policy change- and we GOT IT! The power of the student body was heard.
The longing for the open road calls everyone. Some succumb to it and, like John Steinbeck, travel. And while others may not get that chance the need to to know what is around the corner, past the next curve, down the next grade and in the next pasture is ever petulant in everyone.
Celebrate the rebel that you are and your rebellious spirit!! And the passion that comes with it! [/c]
You definitely are a rebel!! No smirk needed!! I really love the way you pulled in pieces of famous authors and their work. Fabulous as always girlfriend! 🤗
I love what you've done with this week's challenge, weaving the works of great writers and entertainers as well as personal feelings and experience into your story. It was most impressive, not to mention quite an interesting read.
@Elandra77 I love, love, love this...my name is actually Rebecca and my middle name begins with the letter L...I had a state assessment come back with my name abbreviated to REBEL...I was seven years old and completely delighted with that. I am definitely a rebel at heart.
@BexEyes *smiles* You ARE a rebel at heart. I think I always knew that! It's a great way to be! nice to see you came back to this and that you love this very unconventional work form me.
Loved the story, it's wonderful when you incorporated some of the amazing writers, singers and stars. I believe most of us have a little of that rebel and rebellious spirit within our hearts and souls.
@Elandra77 I always think how beautiful the human heart and soul, full of compassion, passion and spirit. Sometimes someone comes along to captivate it and open it up to greater avenues of adventure and beauty. Thanks again for posting your thoughts via your story. Thought you might like this, it reminded me of how beautiful and carefree children are..
@sensualbeauty1 These pictures are beautiful! How adorable- and how innocent these children are. As children as we know HOW to do is love. One of the beauties of a child.
The human spirit and the human mind can be wonderful things.
@Vivaci Thanks so much dear lady. I am glad you enjoyed this. Thirst-quenching/ Maybe we should take a boat to Bermuda- no need to come back at all? 🤗😘🤗
@Sapio I guess I'm just an old soul? lol Thanks for reading and journeying with me down the literary and musical world of last century.It was a fun trip.
@Peaches *blushes* Thank you so much..In truth, I had nothing. No song, no poem, no short outlook on life. Nothing. When I hit upon the rebellious spirit, the free spirit in each of us, and the curiosity seeker in us then I knew what direction to go.
Frank was needed to romanticize it and show traveling and Les was included as I had many LOST in referring to that instrumental. Glad you liked it.
I like you was a child born in '49, my formative years domestically and worldly socially and politically came in the 60s. A time I consider the greatest, albeit filled with strife on every corner. Some of the greatest music came out of that era too. And I know the "rebel" many of us struggled with or proudly declared. I'm a better person for having been exposed to and immersed in those years and the many cultures that came with it. @Elandra77
