Category Archives: PARADISE FOUND

She stares longingly across the grassy green field. I know her young girl’s dreams well. Mine were the same at her age.

I can tell you this, there were always horses. Everywhere horses!

She gazes off into the morning sun. A backdrop of Rocky Mountains. She is singing along to her favorite contemporary pop tunes playing over the loud speaker. The grounds are primarily filled with women and young girls. All of them either on horseback, tending to horses, or watching and waiting for that magical moment where horse and rider become one while floating above the ground in a perfectly orchestrated dance.

Her heart is filled. And as it becomes bigger, it creates more of a longing. The longing for her own horse.

A horse she comes home to everyday after school. The one companion that is always there to share her deepest most intimate wishes, dreams and heartbreaks. The one friend that would carry her anywhere she wanted to go, as far as her imagination and adventurous spirit desires.

A horse, where on weekends they could ride through meadows, no shoes, no saddle, no saddle pad, or bridle. She in her favorite shorts and shirt and her knapsack slung over her friend’s withers. The tall grass brushing against their legs setting off a spray of brilliant colors as butterflies lift to the sky in dozens.  They would finally find themselves at the edge of a creek where her friend would nibble the sweetest of grasses next to her blanket as she read her latest fiction addiction.  Nothing would disturb them, they were simply in the moment of true bliss. Most important, they are together.

Sometimes she dreams her knight in shining armor will appear outside her window, on horseback and whisper words to draw her out as his one true love to ride under moonlit sky, side by side…….each on their beloved mounts.

There are visions of riding bareback across the wide open plains, her steady powerful friend galloping so fast she believes they can fly, and so she extends her arms out to her side and imagines wings that catch the currents pulling them up into the cotton candy colored clouds.

If ever there was a valiant deed needed to be done, she knows her trusty steed, bow and arrow, and archer’s steady hand will respond with speed.

Oh a young girl’s dreams.

Always horses.Infinite possibilities.

And even in the passing days, year after year, season after season, for some of the girls, those dreams never fade. They only become more vivid. Until, one day, hopeful, those dreams become a reality.

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When cultivating a life of awe and Om, sometimes you don’t even have to leave your own home town. This week my girls were on spring break. Although my wanderlust heart longed to take them on a grand adventure somewhere far away and magical, I am fortunate that I live in a city where others from far away and magical dream of visiting. So with the time given, we embarked on many curious outing. We quickly discovered that simply spending an afternoon walking around in the spring breeze searching for a little local tea shop and ultimately landing somewhere in Italy, or what seemed like Italy, coveting a cup of gelato paired with espresso laughing with each other and enjoying the mystical presence of strangers was enough to feel as if  we ideed dared to venture Far and Away anyway.

I would be bold enough to say  it is your desire and perspective that ultimately creates the experience you wish to have. And if you’re brave enough to seek, to get out there and expose yourself to the physical world around you, and immerse yourself playful curiosity,  it won’t be long before you start to live the vision that was one only in your  mind. Thus is life’s ultimate creative project.

Go Create!

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It has been one of those days, a day that defies all reason! It’s April (2013). You know, when it snows and thunders at the same time. When the wind howls in a massive black storm and by evening you’re walking under blue skies and a sunset. When there is snow on the ground and weighing heavy on the trees, but you don’t need a coat or gloves or hat because the air is warm and balmy and loving.  When you find the most magical space among the Ponderosa Pine Trees, a place you’ve never encountered before, where the crow calls out your name and the snow falling from the trees hangs briefly on that one sun ray turning even the most non-believers into believers. Magic, Fairy Dust, Tree People, Animal Familiars, a living breathing universe void of human veils and illusions! Where anything you can imagine is possible and REAL. It has been one of those days!

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