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Today, I listened...

It was a beautiful, sunny day in Northern Arizona so I decided to sit out in the back yard for a while. There was a slight breeze blowing and things couldn't be more perfect. In just a short while, I began to doze off and almost forget where I was at. It was so relaxing.

Although, I was about half asleep I began to listen to all the different noises around the neighborhood. This particular area is at the edge of town and people have all sorts of things growing around here, things that might not be allowed in the city.All sort of critters...
Besides, everyone having too many dogs that bark constantly at everything, or sometimes nothing, we also have quite an array of cats(gives the dogs something else to bark at), and on down the road someone has a bunch of Geese. I have never seen them but they are making their distinctive sounds all day..all night. If I hadn't been raised on a farm their incessant noise could easily become irritating.A couple blocks over someone has horses, and I remember(somewhere) seeing a cow. So many different living beings and all totally different. I know they can't all think alike or be the same and yet (I realized) they don't spend all their time fighting with the ones that are NOT like THEM.They, actually, get along better than humans...
Watching the clouds rolling across the sky, I began to think about the one that created all this...including myself. The one and ONLY Creator...What some call God, others, maybe something else. But as the saying goes: A rose by any other name...

If for only a moment, we as individuals, would stop and look at all God has created and the wonder of his perfection (Perfect in his eyes and for his reasons), we might have to ask ourselves WHY would he go to all that trouble just so someone can come along and destroy it? I was told long ago that God is found in the SILENCE, not in the words of man or anything that man has tampered with. Men can't seem to help being anything but self- serving and meddlesome. Maybe, we would be better off talking directly to our Creator instead of listening to other men or reading and living by some book that,  GOD ONLY KNOWS, who wrote...
I, seriously, do not think evil was suppose to be the dish of the day. Nor did our Creator intend for us ALL to be the same, and in one way or another, to be different, for whatever reason.  Somewhere along the line men took it upon themselves to start judging God's DIFFERENT handiworks. If I remember the story right, someone else took it upon himself to rebel and try to take the place of the Creator. I hear he got in big trouble for that childish fit...
Whatever happened to meeting new(and different) peoples and each learning from one another? As to skin  color or anything else, it is only skin deep. Beneath all that, there isn't two ounces of different in any of us...Like it or not! I think humanity's biggest problem is ATTITUDES! Try smiling at a stranger instead of throwing rocks. Hopefully, he will smile back and all is well...
It is said that we should return good for evil. That is dang hard to do, UNLESS, we decide we are better than the guy with the bad attitude. A stronger person will do what is right, and I think we all (REALLY) know in our hearts, what is right and what is not.
Hate is never a cure for hate...

Away From The Crowd...

I remember seeing a picture of a 'Wise Old Man' sitting alone in a cave and  wondering WHY he was there alone? Looking at the world these days, I think I am beginning to understand...

With several billion people on the planet, and seemingly, not more than a few that can agree on anything, we are in danger of destroying everything just to prove one opinion or another. Whatever happened to 'Love thy Neighbor', instead of destroying him, because he doesn't believe the same things or agree with you?
For whatever reason, religion, politics, dire poverty, or just wanting a new car, there is never a good enough reason to kill or destroy another, to further out own agendas. We all have problems, some worse than others, but taking from others or harming others is never the answer.
We were all given a brain by our Creator, Primarily(I believe), for the purpose of thinking out OWN thoughts. Maybe it's from a lack of confidence in oneself, that all too many, willingly hand over THEIR thinking cap to someone else to play with. That's not the way it is suppose to work. Sometimes, we need to take a walk ALONE and think about our problems and how to solve them. All things are created and I daresay, from the same source. If we think long and hard about our problems we WILL find a solution that doesn't involve stealing or taking it from someone else. Don't let anyone do your thinking  for you and you will find a way.

There is an old saying-'Misery loves  company'- and there are those that  will tell you, this or that is the right thing to do. Take that walk, think about it and ask yourself; 'Do I want to be miserable like this guy'? In this life we all walk our OWN path. Except for our Mothers being there, we come into this world alone and we go out of it the same way. Ask yourself, if you want to be remembered for the good things you did, or the destruction you caused?
I can never believe, whoever or whatever, created all this(including us) just so a few individuals can feel better about themselves, by destroying what didn't belong to them in the first place.
The world has long lived with a history of selfish, misguided individuals that left only a legacy of destruction and hate, but how many of us want to spend our precious days remembering such things, UNLESS we just want to be miserable, too. I, personally, like to remember good things...

Wind In The Bushs...

Last night, the wind blew fiercely, almost til dawn. We got just enough sprinkles to make the ground wet and totally unworkable, as far as my gold drywashing project goes. Oh well! As frustrating as it is, I am tired and maybe someone greater than me knows how tired my body is getting. When I am out in the desert and finding little(I stress little) pieces of gold, I guess it's greed or something that keeps me going; sometimes, beyond my endurance levels...

Over the years, I remember lots of times the weather would take a turn for the worse and I couldn't do my job, or whatever I was involved in at the moment. With a job to do and hard pressed to get it done, I remember the absolute frustration of being interfered with, and at the moment I remember asking: WHY do I have to get stuck in a blinding snow storm at at time like this? In retrospect, I would realize that I needed rest and if everything (the weather, and all) were right, there would be no chance to rest. Somebody or something stepped in and stopped me dead in my tracks; A subtle way of telling me; Take a day  off...

We don't  always know what is good for us, or when to take a break. As we age we have to live with the fact that we can't run the one minute mile anymore, not that I ever was THAT fast, but it is still humiliating to admit we are losing our youth or ability to do things we once did. Some of us try to fight it, but it is inevitable; We are no longer 18 anymore and that's a fact Jack(heard that expression in a movie long time ago)...

Here I am, out in the desert, digging in the dirt for gold, looking for something valuable, but have to admit that some things of value are not material. They say if you don't believe in miracles, you will never see one...
So many times in my past I have been in situations where I should  have been killed or badly damaged, but everytime I have escaped totally unharmed. Don't ask me why, but for the last 72 years I have lived a more or less charmed life.

I won't be able to dig for a few days now(til the ground dries), but as I sit watching the wind blow the bushs (not many trees around here) back and forth, I am forced ( delightfully so) to rest and sort through my thoughts. I have to say a silent...THANKS!  I needed a break...

NOT HIS TIME...

I remember watching a show on TV years ago, about where they found a prehistoric man frozen and preserved in the ice near the North Pole. With nothing to lose, the scientists worked and worked, thawed the man out and finally brought him back to life. A man that had lived approximately 25,000 years ago...

Needless to say, the poor man was in an acute state of shock, to wake up in a strange place and a strange time; nothing like anything he had known. All these strange people moving about and all looking at him. I can only imagine what must have been going through  this 25,000 year old man's mind. He was making noises totally unfamiliar to the modern day scientists, but some of the local Eskimo elders recognized that what he was saying was in a language even ancient to them.They could barely make out what he was trying to say, but finally realized he was asking a question. He was asking...where his children were? I hate to say it but I could almost feel the pain of his loss... As frightened as this man was, he still worried, first, about his loved ones. Right away, many of the scientists realized they had made a mistake reviving this man. He was lost and didn't belong here...in this time...this place...

I have heard some say they would like to live forever, but what if we could, but our loved ones could not? I think the loss of family and things familiar to us is a part of who we are and without these, we would be lost and like a fish out of water. I guess maybe this is why we live for a time, then our time is past. It is time to move on and leave this place we have known  for such a short time.

In the movie, the scientists built a place for the prehistoric man, duplicating conditions that he would have known in his day...in his time. Despite their efforts, the man remained lost. This was not his place in time and he was slowly declining in health and spirit.
The ending to the movie was a real shocker and in a moment of desperation, the man escaped from his simulated enclosure, managed to climb in to a helicopter(like a bird to him, I guess), without being seen. Once the machine was airborne, they realized what had happened, but too late...The pilot was helpless to do anything and the scientists below could only watch in horror as the man leaped from the helicopter and to his death.

The local elders told of an ancient belief and stories of people flying away at their time of death. This was not this man's world and he apparently decided to fly home to be with his family.

When the dismayed scientists laid his broken body in the earth, some of the local people came and placed a small  totem to mark his spot. Whoever this man had been, because of the language similarity, he may have been an ancestor. It was the least they  could do...