Dark Horse
The life and times of a meditative horse trainer.

I'm a second generation born and raised Alaskan. I've very proud of that, my roots are here. While I want to see as much of the world as I can, I want to raise my children here. I'm a dedicated student of the horse, of life and I love to learn. I try to leave no stone unturned in my life. Nothing is good if taken at just face value there is always more, to people, an animal, a thought, a dream. I'm an intensity junky, I live my life with passion as if every action were my very last, and I love the colors that this passion has brought to me. It's my hope to share this small window of myself with my readers. If you surfed in please make yourself at home and stay a while, if your one of my loved one's who are here, I love you for all you have educated me in to make my life this amazing.
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A very cherished Solstice to you....

"The Kabbalah describes angels as bundles of light, meaning intelligence, consciousness. Kabbalists believe that above every blade of grass is an angel crying "Grow! Grow!" ... I believe that above the entire human race is one super-angel, crying "Evolve! Evolve!"" Steven Pressfield

Tis the season to be…. Well this girl ain’t feeling no tis of nothing…. I’m not exactly Bah-Humbug, but then again I don’t even have a tree up nore one single light on my house it looks as though The Grinch has Stolen Christmas from my house. So since I’m lacking Christmas spirit, I wanted to write about something else other than jolly Santa, packages tied up with bows, candy canes and elves.

This week initiates the opus of the holiday season, but it also marks for some of us, an entrance back into the light. Winter Solstice was on the 21st, yesterday as a matter of fact making me a day late in finishing this but hey I’m busy being crabby and working! Whether you like it or not…. Welcome to MY world, as the 21st is also the beginning of the season of Capricorn. It’s going to be a season packed with productivity, passion, and reinstating what’s really important fundamentally to your existence. Projects you have put off for months will come forth to fruition. Solstice, the longest night of the year, although it may not seem as such it is just as worthy of celebrating as the longest day of the year.

This Solstice is overshadowed a bit by a feeling of “not good enough” but mainly stemming from your appearance on the outside, like you’re noticing of the extra pounds you've put on since fall, or your image in the mirror is less lovely than you had thought. For instance, I’m an avid Nip Tuck watcher, it’s dorky I know but I can’t help myself, lately the show has caused me to look at my own physical form and go “Eewww room for improvement!” due in part to a Venus retrograde that doesn’t get nearly as much fanfare as the Mercury retrograde. It should as maybe this is the reason I haven’t wanted to look at my backside in the mirror lately, and rather than my nightly helping of Kettle Corn making me content it makes me remorseful.


I am an oddball (who among you could have guessed!) and I think that I get two new years every year, well 3 actually to be greedy. I celebrate on summer, and winter solstice and the traditional one as well only the traditional one usually involves a lot more booze. I find that while yes summer does get more fanfare, my issues are much more prevalent in the winter – how about you? Some feel as though this time of year is the time to meditate on hidden energies or seeds that lie dormant within yourself. I liked the quote above speaking of the image of angels over us chanting evolve! I love that image, fills me with a sense of joy as I remind myself during the season of giving that the greatest gift of all is right in front of me, in all what I perceive is faults, issues or fears. All the while I feel that I’m toiling there is an angel cheering for me and humanity to cut loose the ties and just evolve.

So may your pies be plentiful, the gifts you’ve given be well received and most of all may you hold the hands of those you have left here that you love and please say a thank you for the angels above that continue to sing even if you have lost your hope in yourself.

Merry Christmas….


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