Dark Horse
The life and times of a meditative horse trainer.

I'm a second generation born and raised Alaskan. I've very proud of that, my roots are here. While I want to see as much of the world as I can, I want to raise my children here. I'm a dedicated student of the horse, of life and I love to learn. I try to leave no stone unturned in my life. Nothing is good if taken at just face value there is always more, to people, an animal, a thought, a dream. I'm an intensity junky, I live my life with passion as if every action were my very last, and I love the colors that this passion has brought to me. It's my hope to share this small window of myself with my readers. If you surfed in please make yourself at home and stay a while, if your one of my loved one's who are here, I love you for all you have educated me in to make my life this amazing.
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Composer of Compassion? Or is my Compassion Congealed?

"Compassion is an attitude,
Love is an action." Unknown

Frustrations are abound for me these days, I returned from my dream vacation rested, refurbished on the inside but it seems I also brought back from vacation these demon woman with zero tolerance for crap, a short temper and ultimately she’s mean as a snake! Where did I pick up this nasty woman? What changed? Nothing visibly has changed same job, same drive, same horses, and same life. Leaving and coming back from vacation is almost like leaving a reality and going to another plane. So halfway through cussing at my favorite pair of boots because I “hate” the zipper and hollering at the driver three cars up because I think he is driving with a cranial anal inversion it dawns on me that my mind has succumbed to a serious lack of compassion. BAM right there I realized my compassion had dwindled, or actually I feel like I’ve lost it completely. So when I go through a mood change I often peer up at the sky to see just what is going on up there, sort of like a little kid who got whacked on the head really and wants to see why mom did it!

When I looked up this is what I found This week also a Solar Eclipse which will occur Friday, September 22 is called a Solar Eclipse because the Sun will be blocked by the Moon. An Eclipse will always happen on a Full or a New Moon, they are just more exact and therefore have a lot more energy to them. This one on the 22nd is a New Moon and it's in the Loner sign of Virgo. (I said, 'Loner' not 'Lonely' even though my experience with a Virgo ex means loner/ass). A New Moon or Dark Moon is defined when the Moon moves in front of the Sun, blocking all the light and showing us only a Dark Face. Symbolically, it's not uncommon to feel depressed during those times as we allow our own dark side to emerge but it seems to pop right at the onset of the New Moon. Point being, don't take a little depression too seriously, and the bright side is that statistics say that more than half of you are on anti-depressants so you aren't going to feel it anyway (Better living through Chemistry)!!

The details of the New Moon Eclipse (aka: Solar Eclipse) are that it will occur at 29 degrees of Virgo on the 22nd of September, the same day that The Sun moves into Libra (First Day of Autumn or the Autumnal Equinox). Because of the numerous stressful aspects on that day, it's wise to simply let yourself come to awareness gently while these metaphoric monoliths strive for supremacy. The psychological impact of a New Moon can be very powerful as long as you keep mindful of the depression that seems to accompany each one just before it becomes exact. Because it is in Virgo, this New Moon may invoke a critical voice from within (and astute readers will realize that can mean that you may be attracting criticism from the outside), but regardless of where it comes, criticism tears away at the fabric of manifestation. Rather than being critical, consider noting what you don't like and affirming what you do.

So there you have it… I’m really not a mean snake woman, I’m just “a little depressed” though; I sincerely doubt the man I share a roof with feels this way, it’s my sincere intent to hold my sacred space of possibility for a more compassionate and optimistic week NEXT week. It's about remaining compassionate when we completely loose our identities to any outside influence and loving when we recognize it. All of this identity talk serves as a reminder that it's not us that is contained inside this three dimensional structure of Flesh and Blood, but exactly the opposite; our bodies and it's experience is contained inside of our minds.

Until next time….


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