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Blue Horse Lesson

Every time I come home to Kentucky, I leave with a lesson(s) learned.  Being immersed in a different place, pace, and people avails new perspectives.  This year it was all about gratitude, and no I’m not being cliché, lol!   Seriously, I don’t decide what the lesson is, I can only receive it.

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Idealist Realist

Is it that the idealist dreams, and always hopes for more,

And that the realist accepts things as they are, and continually moves forward?

Now of the two, which is living?

One chasing, one settling, both could be depressing without contentment.

Which is the way to live?

Can one be a realist in a constantly changing reality?

Can one be an idealist in an obviously flawed reality?

If an idealist means one who is hopeful about reality,

then I am an idealist.

If a realist is one who accepts reality and sees the possibility of change,

then I am a realist.

Or perhaps I need not the categorization of either terms.

Simply this is who I am, and accept that reality is my perception towards it.

Courtney Lindsay

“Without oxen a stable stays clean, but you need a strong ox for a large harvest.” – Proverbs 14:4 NLT

“The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven…” – John Milton, Paradise Lost

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No Other Option…

Options are a beautiful thing or a horrible circular conversation of, so where do you want to eat?  I don’t know, where do you want to eat?  Repeat, and…repeat.

There are more options than ever today from where to eat, to clothes, to mates, careers, Starbucks cups, etc.  Everything is a option.  You don’t like it, change it.  And maybe that’s a problem.  Some things don’t need to change, sometimes it’s me, you, and us, that need to change.  The world rotates for sure, but not around us.

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Drawing a blank

I’m drawing a blank almost.  A lot happened this week that has influenced and challenged me; however, I find words escape me or I’m unsure of how to wrap what’s happening inside me into words.

A friend gave me a beautiful gift, a stamped pendent necklace.  “God will not have His work made manifest by cowards.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson.