Category Archives: Uncategorized



Thanksgiving is one of those holidays that should be celebrated every day.    Gratitude is as essential as the air we breath.   Without it our spirit and soul wither and die.Image


Ralph Waldo Emerson – Grand Passion – First horse-last horse


“Riding a horse is not a gentle hobby, to be picked up and laid down like a game of Solitaire. It is a grand passion.”

My new exercise regime includes the riding of a horse. Not just any horse.  There was a first horse, this is the last horse.  Ralph Waldo Emerson quotes hold such depth, I am going to use a quote each day starting today with a reflection.  Sometimes including something from the day, sometimes just some quibble from my mind.  Grand Passion is not just a passing fancy, or mild interest in an object or activity.  Grand Passion is the driving force that moves one from mediocre to grandiose in nature.  Passion motivates us, but the grand passion completely consumes every fiber of our being.  I will be including Ralph’s horse in my every day activities in an attempt to spend the last half-century of my life consumed with the things I hold most dear.  God, my family, children, grandchildren, friends, pets and first horse-last horse.  



It has been almost a year since my first and last post.  Where does the time go?  How many times have you heard that thought.  It seems we float through life and before we know it we are looking back thinking about all the things we might have done, all the things we could have been, and all the things we wish were different.  Many folks are blessed with that idyllic life of charmed experiences.  However, the vast majority have bumps in the road that cause some duress.  This year was one of those when my once vibrant dad began his 93rd year and developed health issues to the point he needed help.  He eventually passed away in his sleep this year on February 25th.   This is neither a sad nor happy reflection, it is a reflection on the cycle of life.  He mentioned many times that he felt blessed and had outlived his life expectancy.   Dad, I was BlestByU.  My only regret is that we did not have more time to spend together. 

Some sayings seem trite, but if one pays close attention, there is true value in the words.


I have been pondering for over half a century if anyone would really care to know my innermost thoughts.  What has stopped me you might ask.  It is hard to say.  It could be one simple thing, or it could a multitude of fears that keep layer upon layer of thought below the surface.  When I passed the half-century mark, it was an uneventful day.   One might think it would have been filled with special celebrations, but that is just not my style.  Every day is one to celebrate regardless of how many days we spend on this earth.  Of course, things happen to dampen this thought, but it is still true.  No matter what befalls us throughout the day, it is still a splendid miracle to have been part of the wonder of life.