“The horse. Here is nobility without conceit, friendship without envy, beauty without vanity. A willing servant, yet never a slave.” Ronald Duncan
“Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray.” Rumi
“Enlightenment consists not in the seeing of luminous shapes and visions, but in making the darkness visible.” Carl Jung
“Regard this fleeting world like this: like stars fading and vanishing at dawn, like bubbles on a fast-moving stream, like morning dewdrops evaporating on blades of grass, like a candle flickering in a strong wind…echoes, mirages, and phantoms, hallucinations, and like a dream.” Buddha
One day you’ll look back and realize that you worried too much about things that don’t really matter.
“The past is a hotel. You can visit any time, enjoy the view, but you can’t live there. The cost is too high.” B.J. Neblett
This is Mr. Winsome, a miniature horse from the Old Windmill Farm in Ronks. His sign reads: I’m Mr. Winsome, the chief in the barn. Usually I’m pretty mild-tempered but oohh, all these lady friends…
Since he probably didn’t write that I’m not sure whether or not he’s really a player, but he does have that look in his eye that says he’s up for a roll in the hay.