I was introduced to horses in the 1970’s as I was attempting to court a young lady named Jane whose interest in horses far exceeded her interest in me. My only hope was to endear myself to the horses (all 15 of them). In doing so, I discovered …horses. The horses were indifferent to my upbringing, clothing, and political preference, and my ego struggled with this. Looking back, I have no doubt that they all knew my attempts at courting their...

Who are we angry at! Us I suppose. For not being truthful, not living our truth. If you are referred to as a fool, even though you realize you are not, however, you become angry anyway are you not acting foolish.  

Fear and anger seem to be synonymous. Fearful of not being like others and angry when we are separated from the crowd. Who is this crowd? I would imagine many fearful and angry people milling around looking for a leader!  

Meditations from Stonebridge:  Simple Why can’t it just be simple? Can we not recognize the beauty of a cloud without knowing how they are formed? Does an explanation of form and function justify existence? Man seems to be obsessed with the desire to know why and how, whether it matters or not. Being in the presents of a tree gives us joy. Does it matter what it is called, how it grows or were it came from? How much explanation is required to...

Meditations from Stonebridge ‘The ancient ones say…’ Who? Who are the ancient ones you speak of? Where are they from? When you speak of ancient ones do you mean physical beings? Native storytellers tell stories that have been past down from generation to generation through the voice of the elders. I would imagine that some are past down from father to son as well. I also believe that some are past down through dreams or simply intuited by the...