My Own Private January…

Thoughts from the "Tinman"

“The vast sage desert undulates with almost imperceptible tides like the oceans.”

This time of year, I am devoid, I lack and I do so purposely, not in some self torture sense or for some insatiable need to suffer; but really more for those moments of time I seemed to have left somewhere, to catch up with me, find me, maybe acknowledge me from across some snow covered arroyo. That would seem to be enough for me to enjoy the exhale of the long full bellied breath I’ve been holding for months…Maybe it is all in anticipation of what grows, hidden beneath my feet and what will fly above me in the white stacked cloud filed skies of summer. My boots already longing to feel the small rocked desert earth crunching beneath them. Yet today, 18 degrees hovers hard…

I think it is my hibernation, my place to be weary and slumber those long nights…make the time important splitting fire wood, loading the stove, sitting in front of the cracks and pops, watch the sunset flames dance before me…read a bit slower…wonder more…question less and settle into the things that I have no answers for…spend this time, as this time only…

I hope where ever you find yourself these days, each day ends with a better you, a greater sense of awe,  greater adventures and something that makes you smile and laugh a little more than you have….

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“Idealism increases in direct proportion to one’s distance from the problem.”

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