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when the quiet comes

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thanksgivingthe barn has been quiet these days. I don’t mean this literally. It is rare, a quiet barn. I mean, this site. I keep up with my weekly “moment” photos and have been enjoying them. But the cowgirl, she has been short on words.

I sit here in the quiet of Thanksgiving night. Everyone asleep, the horses all brought into their stalls, dinners all fed, the house eerily still after the bustle of the day, dishes done, silence falling all around, cold settling in already at 23 degrees and falling. The ups the downs, the laughters and the disappointments of the day all done. It is now that I find myself drawn once again to words. To writing. To the barn of the soul.

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It is easy to find gratitude in many things, moments, thoughts, feelings. The softness of my daughter’s cheek. The full table of food. The lack of want. The freshness of air. The beauty of the world.

It is not always so easy to find it in the quiet solace of the open space at the end of the day when the world sleeps. It is there. These are the times, my friends. These are the times that many turn on the TV, turn up the news, turn up the outside world to blur the quiet, to fill the space. In this barn, there is none of that. It is quiet space. It is the sitting with oneself that leads to appreciation. Not the hyped up, overdone, media-induced, would’ve been, should’ve been, could’ve beens but the true and deep moments of gratitude. They are quiet. They are empty. They are calm. They don’t need filling. They are also accepting of life as it is. Even in the heavier moments. Life is not about ups and downs, highs and lows. It is the peace you struggle sometimes to find, and other times not, that sits with you every moment of everyday. The solace of the open space… of… each… moment…

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taking a breath …barn-style

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Bubbles

Oh this journey. Teaching me so much about myself. I realize, that each of us, each person, is a force that doesn’t stop. An energy that moves forward. Sometimes slower, sometimes faster, sometimes just sitting to take a breath and process through things. But always moving forward.

We have officially moved out of the barn of “barnraised” (good-bye post to come). We are in waiting to close on our new facility. Exciting adventures ahead. We are in a temporary barn home. And, yet, an adventure has found me. Isn’t that the way of the universe?

Zippy

When you are called to do something, it comes. One way or another. And, it doesn’t let you rest. Sometimes good, sometimes bad. Mostly good I think. For sake of brevity, I was invited to work at another barn. A show barn, with some sweet and beautiful horses. I did not seek this out, it sought me. Proof and reassurance, that when you are living in your peace, living authentically and walking the path of being yourself and walking in your energy–that reputation will follow you down the trail. When you let go, it comes. That’s the balance, isn’t it?

DreamThe hard balance to maintain- to drive forward and to let go…and let it be all somehow at the same time. At the same time. Just trusting. Oh, yes, I can be a controlling soul. And, I am also learning to let go and let be. That is my journey right now.

Offered this new opportunity, a new postion while I’m in my “layover” to my own adventure. My daughter (as you can see) and I are loving it, and learning even more. Who would’ve thought?

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