Real words from a real world adventurer (guest blogger)

Ladies and gentlemen, this is indeed an honour: For 'Well then there now…’s first guest blog, it is my (humbled) honour to bring to you the fantastically fascinating real words of a real world adventurer, Mr Stuart Beckwith…

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Inspiration comes to me from those most life affirming fist clenching of moments: in a movement of power and beauty like that of the wild horse, of sheer creation as though from a god whose name is not yet known towards a moment not yet born.

It's the singular confrontation and conquering of my own mortality in one barbaric YAWP. In latin it's known by carpe diem, and to me an affirmation of blooming, BOOMING courage against my own fear of failure in complete floating space abandon.

I've seen it in the eyes and hearts of friends;

Felt it in the sacrifice of parents;

Read it from the minds of great men;

Tasted it on the honey dewed lips of women;

Chased it through the New York night, to the summit of stairs to serenade in a breaking dawn;

Heard it in the almighty wail of 'Well well well';

Seen it in the imagination of the child;

The breast of the naked protester;

Drank it on the snowy Angel rooftop;

Piggy-backed it down moonlit cobbled Camden streets;

And sat back and seen it set behind the edge of the Midwest world;

In this moment I love, when I at last find it or it finds me / all of Life's questions are answered for a whispered moment. So it goes, and begins as a quiet spark and catches to untamed flames / to blind rivers of fire through coursing veins / till they find form in the heart...