Yeahhhh.. *cough*
In contemplating that title thought, I would think most workaholics do so because p'raps they.... like to work ? Or are at least containing some inner drive that is along the lines of a compulsion. Anyways, I have neither to my knowledge, and yet here I am on day *ponders* eleven, yes of my "work every day in a row till you fall over dead or go on a tri-state crime spree from madness" binge. Yesterday was a 10 hour marathon, and no less in the pouring (and cold) rain. Well seeing as it's been a drout for the last few months, I wasn't really prepared and brought none of my assorted drover style coats.. Well, even if it was gonna rain I wasn't expecting it to be cold. We're in summer ? here ?
Hmmm I'm sounding sooo winey aren't I ? *virtual self-slap* Alright, I'm out of the self pity mode, and am greatful there's not some roaring bush fire running through the area. Was strange though yesterday. Every paddock I went to the animals were acting odd. Like if there was a tremendous earthquake somewhere in the world within 24 hours of yesterday at like 9 a.m. I wouldn't be in the least bit suprised. P'raps it was the rain, but even the cattle were odd, and naught but impending disaster usually bothers them. The horses though were flinging about, snorting, twisting in the air while kicking at nothin'. And not one....or two... I mean out of all the paddocks, like...hmmm 30 ??? Very odd indeed. So.... to say the least I was paying very careful attention to EVERYTHING yesterday, just to be sure I didn't cop a fatal blow to the head. A friend of mine did.. Great man. Jeff. He was a vet with tremendous horse sense. He was the sort of man who many would call saintly. Always there for folks..always. I didn't know just how popular he was till the funeral. I showed up, and there was a 2 hour long line to get in ! I'm in this winding line that traversed it'self several times like an amusement park ride line. Many times I'd pass people I knew, and knew well, but never knew there was a correlation between them and Jeff. Everyone had a story about him, and they unloaded in heaps. So many tears, it was a phenominal outpouring. Took me a couple days to recover from the energy applied there. Anyways, I miss him still...his smile. He keeps me focussed when around horses. I can hear him whispering in my ear sometimes "Hey keep your wits about you in here"...or "Turn around !". It's saved my butt a time or two I guess. Never lets me get slack or too comfortable to get complacent. I Knew another vet, Julie K who copped a hoof right in the face. She did alright after the concussion subsided though. Doesn't remember the event. Welpers... enough rambling for now.. Guess what ?? I gotta get to work...*L*
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Forgiveness...
Yesterday...high impact day as I call 'em. I felt like a one legged man in a butt kicking contest. Anyways.... It's Sat. morning now. I can tell that cause there's not the usual hum of any activity out in the town as there is on weekdays-yes. I kinda like that, but at the same time I'm aware that while almost all are snuggling down in their beds enjoying a Saturday sleep in, I'm gearing up to go head out into the paddocks. Have two horses coming today from a 10 hour trip, and I bet they're cranky when they arrive.
I was posed this question yesterday in an email, and when I got home, rather than writing here, I spent some time answering it. I felt the inclination to post it here thinking that perhaps it might be of some use to others...
Q- Does forgiveness mean that you just forget what someone has done to you, even if it's something that still makes you angry and sad ? Does it mean that you don't bring it up anymore in conversation with them ?
A= Forgiveness....Good concept there.. It's an often talked about but seldom truly implemented ideology..
I would start by stating a few things about what it means..
Firstly, it's truly not-I repeat not about doing a good turn to someone who's done you a wrong. What it means is giving yourself a gift . It's about releasing a part of yourself that's filled with anger and negativity. Does it mean that person is absolved from guilt or whatever their karmic path could give them for their action ? No. What it means is you, the particular have released the negative experience in that you're not going to re live it over and over again, and will move forward in a positive light and direction, putting it truly past you.Whatever their actions, you can rest assured that karma will dole them out their own form of justice they have coming. Truth is, it's not our call to decide what karma has set for others that have transgressed us, nor is it to well in anger when someone who does wrong to others often- seems to skate through life unscathed. It's about faith and realising there is a grand plan that perhaps we're just not privy to. And it's as it should be. If we knew exactly how everything would turn out and all the possible outcomes, then there wouldn't be a lesson learned, After all, this is one big classroom, this plane.
Does it mean forgetting ? Not in that you shouldn't learn the lesson that the "stove top was hot". Grandma used to say.."Fool me once shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me." It doesn't mean once again, reliving it though.
You asked "Does it mean that you don't bring it up anymore ?" Yes,,,it means that. If you've truly moved past it, you don't bring it up. If you do bring it up then you haven't forgiven, you're just saving it as ammo for the next wound you can inflict to feel justice.
If it still makes you a little mad and hurt, allow those to fade. It depends on how significant the person was to you and how great the transgression, but once again, I'd like to re-state that forgiving is about a gift for yourself....*nods*
I hope that helped a little............ Tash.
Welpers..I'm running behind, so I'll head on out now. Just food for thought there...
Hey, only 7 more days till I get a day off... Weeeeeeee.. *cough*
*pulls on his boots and swigs down the last bolt of coffee*
See ya's..........*waves*
I was posed this question yesterday in an email, and when I got home, rather than writing here, I spent some time answering it. I felt the inclination to post it here thinking that perhaps it might be of some use to others...
Q- Does forgiveness mean that you just forget what someone has done to you, even if it's something that still makes you angry and sad ? Does it mean that you don't bring it up anymore in conversation with them ?
A= Forgiveness....Good concept there.. It's an often talked about but seldom truly implemented ideology..
I would start by stating a few things about what it means..
Firstly, it's truly not-I repeat not about doing a good turn to someone who's done you a wrong. What it means is giving yourself a gift . It's about releasing a part of yourself that's filled with anger and negativity. Does it mean that person is absolved from guilt or whatever their karmic path could give them for their action ? No. What it means is you, the particular have released the negative experience in that you're not going to re live it over and over again, and will move forward in a positive light and direction, putting it truly past you.Whatever their actions, you can rest assured that karma will dole them out their own form of justice they have coming. Truth is, it's not our call to decide what karma has set for others that have transgressed us, nor is it to well in anger when someone who does wrong to others often- seems to skate through life unscathed. It's about faith and realising there is a grand plan that perhaps we're just not privy to. And it's as it should be. If we knew exactly how everything would turn out and all the possible outcomes, then there wouldn't be a lesson learned, After all, this is one big classroom, this plane.
Does it mean forgetting ? Not in that you shouldn't learn the lesson that the "stove top was hot". Grandma used to say.."Fool me once shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me." It doesn't mean once again, reliving it though.
You asked "Does it mean that you don't bring it up anymore ?" Yes,,,it means that. If you've truly moved past it, you don't bring it up. If you do bring it up then you haven't forgiven, you're just saving it as ammo for the next wound you can inflict to feel justice.
If it still makes you a little mad and hurt, allow those to fade. It depends on how significant the person was to you and how great the transgression, but once again, I'd like to re-state that forgiving is about a gift for yourself....*nods*
I hope that helped a little............ Tash.
Welpers..I'm running behind, so I'll head on out now. Just food for thought there...
Hey, only 7 more days till I get a day off... Weeeeeeee.. *cough*
*pulls on his boots and swigs down the last bolt of coffee*
See ya's..........*waves*
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Greetings...........
Well I can tell that I'm in "reclination mode" now... *glances over at the gradually disappearing jug of cold sun tea and bottle of moonshine*
Been a hard paced couple of days since my last posting. I'm noticing my tan has deepened since Monday *L* Just a "farmers tan" though...heh... But it's been quite hot, everything looks like it's melting by three o'clock and I can't start early enough in the day to get done before the wave of thermal extinction hits.
Anywayyyyyssss... Yesterday I pulled a 9.5 hour day. It was full of wild racing horse handling. Those are always..(I won't say exiting, cause that sounds like fun) ermmm adrenaline pumpin' action. But I make it look like it's no big deal, and the owners always look bug eyed and amazed. I do work for peanuts I'll admit, but I couldn't even list all the perks. I mean I learned how to make moonshine for crying out loud. And their thanks are never ending to the point of a triffle embarassing for me now and then...
Today, was day one of their (owners) 2nd vacation this year. They never got to take them before moi entered the equation, and it was a fairly quiet day at the ranch. I did get around to planting their corn seedlings which they'd been letting languish. I hope the come to fruition, they were looking a bit yellowed. If they don't do well, I think I'll plant some for them the old fashioned way by seed...*L* It's the way I grow things. Buying seedlings to me seems silly. It's just not that hard to start from scratch really. With the prices in the shops rising higher and higher, it's almost like planting gold really...
I went on the hunt today for a few hours for the dreaded "Deadly Nightshade" weeds.. They're poisonous to grazing animals. I searched out and snagged 3 feed sacks of it in the paddocks as well as 3 cottonwood plants. These are the bain of horse/cattle folks. You can even be fined if they find the cotton weeds on your property. Anyways, I got to hang out with my little red Kelpie friend Zena all day. She is my bud for sure. I can see a little bit of hurt feelings with the owners when she saddles up to run with me for the day and abandons them. I shall try to get a couple pictures of her posted here. She took a 2 hour nap in the stables today while I made my moonshine and wandered in and out preparing the feeds for the horses and stocked feed bins with oats etc.
Tell the truth now.... I suspect to a myriad of folks this sounds boring as hell...... I'm sure of it. Most would rather be cruising the malls buying vast quantities of plastic crap that won't make it through to the next year.They buy more and more things, each purchase trying in vain to fill that empty hole deep inside themselves. It burns like a never quenchable thirst, alleviated only in the moment of the actual acquisition, only to return in the moment of "buyers remorse" or the next day when they require the next "new and shiny" to fill the void. I haven't spent my whole life doing what I do you know. I've lived in cities. Seen the world and all that. Seen beauty and horror.. Lived in squalor and opulence, and have made the contentious choice to be where I am now.
I like life simple. I like knowing at the end of the day that what I've done work wise means something to myself, as well as knowing it's helped others. Tomorrow morning I'll rise at 5 again, watch the sun rise, spend an hour in meditation (post coffee I assure you *grin*) and ask myself as Ben Franklin used to ask himself "What good shall I do today ?" I hope I can live up to what he'd consider worthy...
*props boots up on the rail of the veranda and watches the sun go down*
Well I can tell that I'm in "reclination mode" now... *glances over at the gradually disappearing jug of cold sun tea and bottle of moonshine*
Been a hard paced couple of days since my last posting. I'm noticing my tan has deepened since Monday *L* Just a "farmers tan" though...heh... But it's been quite hot, everything looks like it's melting by three o'clock and I can't start early enough in the day to get done before the wave of thermal extinction hits.
Anywayyyyyssss... Yesterday I pulled a 9.5 hour day. It was full of wild racing horse handling. Those are always..(I won't say exiting, cause that sounds like fun) ermmm adrenaline pumpin' action. But I make it look like it's no big deal, and the owners always look bug eyed and amazed. I do work for peanuts I'll admit, but I couldn't even list all the perks. I mean I learned how to make moonshine for crying out loud. And their thanks are never ending to the point of a triffle embarassing for me now and then...
Today, was day one of their (owners) 2nd vacation this year. They never got to take them before moi entered the equation, and it was a fairly quiet day at the ranch. I did get around to planting their corn seedlings which they'd been letting languish. I hope the come to fruition, they were looking a bit yellowed. If they don't do well, I think I'll plant some for them the old fashioned way by seed...*L* It's the way I grow things. Buying seedlings to me seems silly. It's just not that hard to start from scratch really. With the prices in the shops rising higher and higher, it's almost like planting gold really...
I went on the hunt today for a few hours for the dreaded "Deadly Nightshade" weeds.. They're poisonous to grazing animals. I searched out and snagged 3 feed sacks of it in the paddocks as well as 3 cottonwood plants. These are the bain of horse/cattle folks. You can even be fined if they find the cotton weeds on your property. Anyways, I got to hang out with my little red Kelpie friend Zena all day. She is my bud for sure. I can see a little bit of hurt feelings with the owners when she saddles up to run with me for the day and abandons them. I shall try to get a couple pictures of her posted here. She took a 2 hour nap in the stables today while I made my moonshine and wandered in and out preparing the feeds for the horses and stocked feed bins with oats etc.
Tell the truth now.... I suspect to a myriad of folks this sounds boring as hell...... I'm sure of it. Most would rather be cruising the malls buying vast quantities of plastic crap that won't make it through to the next year.They buy more and more things, each purchase trying in vain to fill that empty hole deep inside themselves. It burns like a never quenchable thirst, alleviated only in the moment of the actual acquisition, only to return in the moment of "buyers remorse" or the next day when they require the next "new and shiny" to fill the void. I haven't spent my whole life doing what I do you know. I've lived in cities. Seen the world and all that. Seen beauty and horror.. Lived in squalor and opulence, and have made the contentious choice to be where I am now.
I like life simple. I like knowing at the end of the day that what I've done work wise means something to myself, as well as knowing it's helped others. Tomorrow morning I'll rise at 5 again, watch the sun rise, spend an hour in meditation (post coffee I assure you *grin*) and ask myself as Ben Franklin used to ask himself "What good shall I do today ?" I hope I can live up to what he'd consider worthy...
*props boots up on the rail of the veranda and watches the sun go down*
Monday, February 16, 2009
Dawn, dentistry and Gurdjieff......*sighhhh*
Wow....whattta day......
Started at the crack of pre-dawn, as any day does..... Listened to my rooster crow at what? like 5:30 a.m. and by 7 was in the paddocks feeding some 30 horses. Yup, this is the good old farmin' slash cowboy mystique here... I'm sucking down a coffee hoping to pull those bedraggled brain cells into a functioning sense of cohesiveness from the pint of moonshine I consumed the night before.. .
But you know what ? As I watch that sun break the horizon, and as the silence envelops me. I know there's no where else I'm supposed to be. Well, silence ? there's a symphony out there if one has the mind to listen to it.. To be aware of it all.. The easterlies, the winds play the background as the birds begin to harmonize.. There's even a song from the miles of wire fencing as the wind caresses it. As the cattle and horses begin to sense my presence, they chime in with their own complimentary melodies. Finally the sun strikes the clouds with colors and rays only heavenly in description, and while out there one gets the feeling that they are completely alone, and yet at the same time one with all things. No one to spoil it with thought or distractions.
Yeah... I spent most of the rest of the day hanging out with Mike. He's this English guy who immigrated to Oz some 2 years back with his Mrs. He's smart... that common sense smart sort that can't be learned, one just either has it or they don't. He does dentistry on equine..horses. So he and I worked on some horses and fixed a bunch of floating problems.. A day well spent I reccon. I mean.. I helped some animals feel better, and one should never underestimate the greatness of a day that doesn't come with some traumatic injury attached to it.. I never do.
So now I'm gonna sit back...listen to some music out here on the veranda on my lonesome... Have some of my home made whiskey, and might do some singing practice for my gig at the pub this friday next. I'll think about tomorrows day long ordeal assiting in surgery...well tomorrow *L*
Tonight though... I just want to "Save a horse, Ride a cowboy".........
Oh...I lucked in on something yesterday.... a friend gave me a video of his he'd never watched... It was called something like "meetings with extraordinary men" and SURPRISE ! it was all about Gurdjieff's younger life. I don't think Luke knows who he is, hell most folks probably don't, but it was a rare treat and I savored it greatly... *nods* I shall thank him when he comes out to back me up with guitar on Friday eve.... Who doesn't like a whirling Dervish ? I mean really ?
*Wanders back to the porch and sips a shot*
'Nite folks........... Tash.
Started at the crack of pre-dawn, as any day does..... Listened to my rooster crow at what? like 5:30 a.m. and by 7 was in the paddocks feeding some 30 horses. Yup, this is the good old farmin' slash cowboy mystique here... I'm sucking down a coffee hoping to pull those bedraggled brain cells into a functioning sense of cohesiveness from the pint of moonshine I consumed the night before.. .
But you know what ? As I watch that sun break the horizon, and as the silence envelops me. I know there's no where else I'm supposed to be. Well, silence ? there's a symphony out there if one has the mind to listen to it.. To be aware of it all.. The easterlies, the winds play the background as the birds begin to harmonize.. There's even a song from the miles of wire fencing as the wind caresses it. As the cattle and horses begin to sense my presence, they chime in with their own complimentary melodies. Finally the sun strikes the clouds with colors and rays only heavenly in description, and while out there one gets the feeling that they are completely alone, and yet at the same time one with all things. No one to spoil it with thought or distractions.
Yeah... I spent most of the rest of the day hanging out with Mike. He's this English guy who immigrated to Oz some 2 years back with his Mrs. He's smart... that common sense smart sort that can't be learned, one just either has it or they don't. He does dentistry on equine..horses. So he and I worked on some horses and fixed a bunch of floating problems.. A day well spent I reccon. I mean.. I helped some animals feel better, and one should never underestimate the greatness of a day that doesn't come with some traumatic injury attached to it.. I never do.
So now I'm gonna sit back...listen to some music out here on the veranda on my lonesome... Have some of my home made whiskey, and might do some singing practice for my gig at the pub this friday next. I'll think about tomorrows day long ordeal assiting in surgery...well tomorrow *L*
Tonight though... I just want to "Save a horse, Ride a cowboy".........
Oh...I lucked in on something yesterday.... a friend gave me a video of his he'd never watched... It was called something like "meetings with extraordinary men" and SURPRISE ! it was all about Gurdjieff's younger life. I don't think Luke knows who he is, hell most folks probably don't, but it was a rare treat and I savored it greatly... *nods* I shall thank him when he comes out to back me up with guitar on Friday eve.... Who doesn't like a whirling Dervish ? I mean really ?
*Wanders back to the porch and sips a shot*
'Nite folks........... Tash.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Don't Worry...Be Happy
Victoria is in flames, the economic crisis in the U.S. is looming, worldwide unemployment is rising, and I work too many hours a week..*L*
But at least we've got youtube........
I'll get on to posting something more substantial here in the near future, but I did read once a wise man once said "May you live in interesting times"
Well folks.......... it's about to get real interesting.....
Keep a positive outlook though, and a song in your heart..
*hums Monty Python's Always look on the bright sideeeee of life*
But at least we've got youtube........
I'll get on to posting something more substantial here in the near future, but I did read once a wise man once said "May you live in interesting times"
Well folks.......... it's about to get real interesting.....
Keep a positive outlook though, and a song in your heart..
*hums Monty Python's Always look on the bright sideeeee of life*
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