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i will conquer the west

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about my fears, i wrote the following, knowing that only by conquering my fears of beginning, will i ever know if i can. the more i wonder, the braver i become.

i am not the west.
i am the north.
i breathe the south.
i embrace the east.
but the west.
it is scary, dry, unknown, desolate perhaps.
is it sacred >> does it bring about cracks that want to envelop me?
i know nothing of its culture.
i am an immigrant in its land.
the west of what i dream and rake my future from, those west – are more than what i think i could handle if i got there.
but, what i know, in the form of fingertips and frostbite, unprepared – i’m heading there anyway.
with my cart.
because of my very horse.
the wagon of my stuff exposed – laid bare upon those cracked and hardened canvases of truth.
the west.
it is an apocalypse of fear that i will destroy with my beginning.
the fear is something erupting into my drums.
and i must march on.

to your dreams, to your hopes, to your beginnings.

i am sending out the blessing of the new year to each and every one of you. may we seek the joy in all we do, and may we spread the kindness as a living, breathing seed of good.

happiest of happy to you and yours. what is your west? go & explore it. may we find love wherever we are brave enough to travel.

love,

b

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tank full tuesday

certain things help your tank fill up. these are some of those lately from my view:

my people being themselves and so so happy and excited before their trip this past august.  and more importantly, planning one of these adventures, for all of us,

for next summer.

getting inspired for the flowers of next year…by stopping by and snagging pictures of other’s beautiful ideas.  i am a hopeful gardener.

remembering to look at nature when i need to reset my thoughts.  how i love trees.

knowing that my people had so much fun when i was at the influence conference, and also planning adventures with our new commando green girl, Maggie Moo.

hanging at home with my version of zac brown while watching the cma’s on the tube.

being encouraged by color, grace and plants, all kinds of green.  oh mother earth, you are so dear to me, even in your changing moods and seasons.

also:  i don’ t have a picture of it, but biggby coffee’s black bear latte.  it’s my fave.

peace you to you on this tuesday, may your tank be full today.

be lovely my friends,

barbie