Legends in the making

Calamity Jane. The history around this woman is not clear at all and, upon my bit of research, appears that she wrote most of it up herself. But…isn’t that great?! We are talking 1800’s. A long darn time ago. Way before women’s rights. Way before women had voices. So how did her voice sustain centuries to be heard even today? Many say that she “exaggerated” or “completely fabricated” stories about herself. Yet, she has become legendary as ‘Calamity Jane’. She hangs (see above) on my daughter’s wall as a legend, a hero. However, I have only recently really looked into her actual history. A bit sordid perhaps. Hum, but really who knows? If what the researchers say, she wrote up most of it herself. What we do know is that she was a woman who perserved in her time to become a legend. Even if she exaggerated her own stories, well-again- isn’t that great? Back then, a lady probably needed to! From what I can gather of the “truth” is that she did become a storyteller in Buffalo Bill’s Wild West Show”. She, then, in her later years, used her minimal fame and fortune to start her own Ranch and Inn. Go girl! Some say she was a “shady lady” and that was how she earned her fame. I had never heard that one in the story of her legend. Others say she was a generous kind woman who reached out to help others. She was “known for her helpfulness, generosity and willingness to undertake demanding and even dangerous tasks to help others”. Well, I contemplate this hanging in my daughter’s room that I had thought so innocent. Perhaps, not? This woman’s history is ….shady-ish. It is okay I decide. Because I see a young woman who sustained in a time when “ladies” simply did not. A time when, ladies tended the homefires, the young, and the… dinner. A time when, often, the women did not go out and become LEGENDARY. Calamity Jane. We all know the name. For heaven’s sake, she was for sale in a chain store when I purchased the poster that I ripped and framed for my little girl. For heaven’s sake, we all “know” Calamity Jane. For better or for worse. But we all know her. And she was a brave one for her time. That’s a cowgirl if ever I knew one.


“I figure if a girl wants to be a legend, she should go ahead and be one”

   -Calamity Jane. I agree!

Friday’s moment

Joining Soulemama.com in the tradition of “this moment”:

{this moment} ~ A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you’re inspired to do the same, leave a link to your ‘moment’ in the comments for all to find and see.


Left behind

Left behind boots
Left behind boots. That was my first clue. Walking down to my horses stall, I came upon these left behind boots. I thought they were worthy of a shot. So I took one. Only to find out, as my morning progresses that two or three of our “resident cowgirls” had decided to forego their boots and (for some reason) head off on their horses barefoot and free. “Natural Horsemanship”…..? I think it could qualify. These girls! My first thought was (I will admit) how UNSAFE! And, my second thought was how BEAUTIFUL. I do remember those carefree days and I wish them upon my daughter. No matter how I may worry and fret, I want my daughter to know carefree, bareback, barefoot days on horseback that nearly no mom would approve of. As my little one grows, I have to remember there will be times to turn the “blind eye”. But it will be in honor of who she is and the freedom she seeks. It could be worse, believe me, it could be worse. Here’s to freedom, bravery and childhood. I wish to bring some of it back into my own life!


Blog 15
Cowgirls. We are not always who you think we should be. And we are always who we are. Take it or leave it. We are not the average girls and we’re not saying we are anything extra special either. We are amazing everyday in the quiet brimming under the excitement. Here’s to my little girl, Sahalie. For all of who she is. I am so thankful for her and the ways she reminds me that everything is okay. She reminds me to stop worrying. She reminds me to look up at the beautiful sunrise. She reminds me to not get stuck in the details. “Don’t let the details ruin the whole big fun”….That is her favorite saying. Did I mention she is only seven years old? Seven years on this Earth, but so much older and so much wiser than I know. In many ways, I am here having this adventure for her. When it feels like really hard work and I desperately miss my privacy and old life I remind myself of what she gets to experience. What little girl’s dream wouldn’t involve living in a barn and running a stable? She loves these horses as much as I do, only she remembers to be grateful and excited for the experience and opportunity to love. Even though we homeschool and I am the “teacher”, it is she that teaches me every single day. Thank you, Sahalie.