You might think its frozen

We enjoyed living in Casper Wyoming for a while. It represented a big change when the business failed. One of our favorite things to do was to climb the mountain south of town. There were paths called switchbacks that went back and forth so you didn’t have to climb a steep incline. At the top is a gully there was a waterfall. The descent on the other side of the gully was beautiful as well. It was only a four mile walk.

When I think about past successes and failures, life is similar to following mountain paths. There is anticipation, excitement of arrival and the decent. People have a hard time believing some of the things we have done, the businesses that we either ended because they were outdated or we lost interest; had major changes in employment. At the time it seemed all hell was breaking loose and there was no hope. Everything ended in opportunity though. Always having things secure can be boring and the insecurities, although nerve wracking, bring excitement to our lives. We need challenges and I have seen that a complacent lifestyle is the most unhealthy lifestyle to live. Technically, there is no such thing as failure; as long as we enjoy the scenery.

This post  isn’t always going to be the theme here but just happens to be on my mind at the moment. (there is no telling what is going on in there at any given time) I welcome any subject, but I don’t like parroted opinions. We are all thoughtful friends here. And I like to hear “your” thoughts.

The auto parts store had a little display of candy where you take one and insert a dollar into the cardboard box. The honor system; how I wish everyone was honest, and it is ideal when people have transactions where both parties come out happy. If all our dealings with each other were always just, we would have a friendly and content society. Unfortunately we aren’t all angels and need to have some kind of legal system to correct injustices. This is what is meant by government. It has necessary applications, but historically, it also has abusive extremes.

I remember going to a practitioner when I was a kid. The doctor in the town knew every family and saw them grow up. I took my boys in to one such doctor and he laughed at how each one looked like each family. One like his mother’s and the other like his father’s. This kind of friendship is what makes communities strong and also makes for a strong country. We would write a check for a doctor’s call and that was it. He would give you a break if he knew you were struggling. I had surgery myself at six at a school that was for training and a community member drove me there only because she cared about my appearance. A strong community like that will go to war with a certain ferocity. That is why the WW2 soldiers were so revered. When someone mentions love of country, it isn’t a brainwashed term. It is to preserve and honor people we know in our community so they can continue to help each other. That is what is meant by living in freedom and pursuing happiness.

As I lay upon the leaves

I took a journey

Before there were phones we had care 

On goes the light
So goes my life
But the icons are blank
As are my feelings
Nothing to stir my heart
No one wants to impose
Just me and my colored screen
Along with the merchants
Who make me feel used
With their free apps
Electrons and radio waves
Anticipation
Could a warm embrace
A smiling face
A touch of skin
Conversation
Heal this…
Wait!
Gotta go
Incoming text 🙂

Everything makes me smile

My body likes to whine

In a billowing cloud