A human
being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in
time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as
something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his
consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting
us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest
to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by
widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and
the whole of nature in its beauty.
Just
stoppin' by to say hello & wish you a wonderful night out there on
your end dear friend!
From
wild horses to cowboys riding horses to equestrians riding dressage,
there is something about horses and horse sense that is just incredible.
There is a lot we know about horses, but perhaps the best thing about
them is that there is so much we don't know. And yet, when we ask
something new of them, they keep rising to the occasion, again and
again. That may be the most magical thing of all.
When
your horse follows you without being asked, when he rubs his
head on yours, and when you look at him and feel a tingle down
your spine...you know you are
loved
Wishing you a wonderful day out
there on your end dear friend!
No matter how close we are to another person, few human relationships
are as free from strife, disagreement, and frustration as is the
relationship you have with a good dog. Few human beings give of
themselves to another as a dog gives of itself. I also suspect that we
cherish dogs because their unblemished souls make us wish – consciously
or unconsciously – that we were as innocent as they are, and make us
yearn for a place where innocence is universal and where the meanness,
the betrayals, and the cruelties of this world are unknown.
Wishing
you a wonderful new week ahead out there on your end dear
friend!
It's funny: I
always imagined when I was a kid that adults had some kind of inner
toolbox full of shiny tools: the saw of discernment, the hammer of
wisdom, the sandpaper of patience. But then when I grew up I found
that life handed you these rusty bent old tools - friendships,
prayer, conscience, honesty - and said 'do the best you can with
these, they will have to do'. And mostly, against all odds, they do.
Stoppin'
by to wish you a wonderful new week ahead out there on your end dear
friend!
During the heat of the space race in the 1960's, NASA quickly discovered
that ballpoint pens would not work in the zero gravity confines of its
space capsules. After considerable research and development, the
Astronaut Pen was developed at a cost of $1 million. The pen worked in
zero gravity, upside down, underwater, on almost any surface including
glass and also enjoyed some modest success as a novelty item back here
on earth.
The Soviet Union, when faced with the same problem, used a pencil.
Just
stoppin' by to say hello friend & have a great day out there on
your end!
