Reasons to Wake Up [Smiling] in the Morning.

Hello, bluebirds! 

It’s been awhile! I’ve been busy. Between scampering around town with B and Susan and jumping back and forth from Lolo to Missoula every day, I haven’t been giving my writing or my readers the diligence they deserve. 

I thought I would come out and say some things about a few things…things that you’ve probably noticed already (I hate the word things, and I just used it four times). You might have noticed that I am no longer an Editor or a Featured Author for Elephant Journal. This is true. And while it was a hard decision to cut my ties with Elephant Journal, it was the right decision. It was too hard to work 80 hours a week, giving each of my jobs less energy and attention than I felt they deserved—and, giving my loves B and Susan less energy and time than they deserve. I felt like a ghost in my own home, waking up at 6:30 to edit, running, and then leaving at 1 to take care of ranch things. Too much. That being said, I truly miss being a part of the Elephant community and wish for them nothing but blessings and love. 

Right now, I am eating my yogurt and English muffin and chugging coffee. It’s a ranch day, as are most days, but this weekend B and I are going into a retreat. It will feel good to get some thinking, meditating, and running in with him (though I think I meditate most of the day while I feed horses, weed gardens, chop wood, carry water, scoop horse poop). There is nothing more zen than riding horses and taking care of them, I don’t think. The sun in the morning and evening hits their springtime coats at just the right angle to make them sparkle as they eat their hay. 

Yesterday B and I ran errands and basked in the sunshine with the dog, watered the garden. We looked at mountain bikes. I found a rad Salsa mountain bike…still contemplating getting it to race on with MT Alpha this year, though I might vote in favor of just running, climbing, and riding road bikes this season. I have a hard time acquiring something so shiny and excessively nice and expensive and not feeling guilty about it. It’s so beautiful here in the summer that I would probably be content just hiking and running around all day and never owning a mountain bike again! I miss fighting fire during this time of year, but not as much as I miss summer. 

I’m going to go read the newspaper and get ready to head to Lolo. Talk to you soon, lovely bluebirds! 

J. 

Some recent randoms: 

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Hearts are Citadels.

“We are like children building a sand castle. We embellish it with beautiful shells, bits of driftwood, and pieces of colored glass. The castle is ours, off limits to others. We’re willing to attack if others threaten to hurt it. Yet despite all our attachment, we know that the tide will inevitably come in and sweep the sand castle away. The trick is to enjoy it fully but without clinging, and when the time comes, let it dissolve back into the sea.” 
― Pema Chödrön

 

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