From Innocence To Wisdom

–About Life Love And Living

I remember my first walk down an old dirt road.  It was the place where my innocence was born and my imagination was without boundaries.  I believed in the joy of a life filled with laughter, friends, and my ever-present companion and best friend, my first dog.  The adventures we would share together in those early years were many.  Sadly, she would grow older, wiser, and leave this happy place many years before me leaving me to wonder why dogs live such a short life.

In time I would leave the farm with its vast fields and forest. I would grow older leaving the innocence of my childhood abruptly behind me.  I would come to know the heartbreak of never being able to return to those days of unleashed imagination and the joy of my days of adventure with my beloved dog.

I took the long journey filled with the heartbreaking price of growing older and trying to find my place in life.  Often, we are like broken crayons, bits and pieces of color left behind not yet a picture, not yet finished.  The unpainted canvas bares a story untold, a dream unfulfilled.  Can we put the broken crayons back in the box, can we unpaint the canvas, or unwrite the song, perhaps not.

It could be said that on our journey we traded innocence for the burden of wisdom. Knowledge may be our gift, yet the wanting to know of life’s secrets became the very thing that made us grow old.  It seems that in the end, we give up our wisdom for the innocence that we once knew and become childlike.  It is said at the end of our time we return to the place we came from a place where the light begins and where it returns.

In the end, the wayfarer must return home, the pilgrim must end his journey, and the old man in me must sit in the old rocking chair with his hound dog lying by his side and contemplate his return to innocence, after all, we spent a lifetime walking toward the light we remembered from birth.


Larry Tyler
Larry Tyler
Awaken the possibilities … then unleash them. After 55 years of successful retail management, I have returned to my passion of writing. I write Poetry, Storytelling, and Short Stories. As a child, I grew up on front porch storytelling. I would sit and listen to my Dad and his brothers tell these great stories that were captivating, and I always wanted to hear more. I wanted to experience the things they talked about. I started writing at a young age and reading everything I could get my hands on. At twelve years old I started a storytelling group and several of my friends became writers or poets. At 16 I hopped box cars and worked the tobacco fields, orange groves, picked cotton, and spent many nights around a campfire listing to life stories. Someone once asked me why I wrote. It consumes an amazing amount of time and I assure you it is not going to make me rich. I write so that my children can touch and feel my words telling of the ones that came before us and the stories they told me. These are the chronicles of our family and even though they come from my childhood memories and are deeply rooted in a child’s remembrance at least they may feel what it was like in the time before them and cherish the things the elders left behind. I am a Columnist & Featured Contributor, BIZCATALYST360 and I have The Writers Café, a group on LinkedIn that features Poets, Writers, Artists, Photographers, and Musicians . On Facebook I have two groups and one page; Dirt Road Storytelling, From Abandoned To Rescue Dogs And Cats, and About Life, Love And Living. As writers, it is true that we honestly do not know what we hold within us until we unleash it. When our words inspire others only then will inspiration return to the writer. I will spend my twilight years in search of the next story, the next poem, and the next image. I will take the time to enjoy my Wife, our Dogs, and Cats, and our amazing new home and I will always find the time to walk down a dirt road I truly hope is that I never have to read another book on Leadership, be on a conference call or see another plan o gram as these were the tool for what I did in life and not about who I am.

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  1. Your passion for life is reflected in every part of this story. Your natural talent as a storyteller is very clearly demonstrated in this wonderfully optimistic and uplifting essay. Your view on life and the end of our lives, a steady fail approach and landing at the place we started invoked both emotion and great happiness. Your proposition is one I would and will believe in, just because you said it and I can and why the hell not. Larry, thank you for this and please keep writing.

    • Christopher, thank you for the kind words, your insights are inspiring. Life on the farm could be brutal yet it was abundant with life lessons