A Zen Hoofprint – by Bob Rush



I have been on a bit of a sabbatical from writing. I found myself forcing things and being entirely unhappy with anything I wrote. To me, the creative process is not something that you can force. It must flow naturally.  I am in awe of many of the writers of The Magic Happens. There is something very humbling when you read much of their work. Art is somewhat like “The Force“. It must be inspired, flow like a cork on the water and of course, be in the moment.

This journey has had its ups and downs. I could fall victim to the whining of the downs, or choose to take the high road and realize that life is not always going to happen as we planned.  There has to be  reliance on a sound spiritual program. I have had an awesome meditation program, coupled with a sound fitness regime and poof, when I fall off the program , my zen runs into the weeds.

Life is not meant to be forced. Rather, one should let life come to us. I am learning to take time, unplug from technology and just appreciate what is before me. Be it the grain of a fence board, the greening of the pastures (although we will be snow covered for a few days) , or the quiet and stillness during the day. I am really trying to disconnect from technology. The image I have is the sculpture of “The Thinker“, but instead of staring at whatever, he would have a cellphone in his hand. We just don’t need to be plugged in 24/7.

As this journey is about spirit, zen and being grateful,  I feel it necessary to give a shout out to my sister. She is the epitome of an individual who always pays it forward. I take much of my inspiration from her. I may talk the talk, but she always “walks the talk“.  I try hard to do the same but pale in comparison. Not that its a competition but just acknowledging reality. Simply put, love you sis!!

It’s a bit silly, but sometimes I forget the simple task of just remembering to “breathe“.  It is extremely easy to get wrapped around one’s own axle. Self induced panic gets you nowhere but mired in quicksand.  I go back to the idea of the root of my problems has been trying to force and control my life rather than just let my life flow as it should. That does not mean being aimless but rather just let go of the small stuff.

I look to the horses that I care for to provide a bit of zen inspiration. Creatures of the moment, with no agenda, pretension or judgement. If only I can reach that state on a daily basis. Some of it, is to remember that we are always a work in progress. I do not seek perfection but rather a sense of gratitude for each day I am here on this plane.

There is a point where we come to terms with our journey and become appreciative for the blessings that we do have rather than those we don’t.  There are miracles that happen daily if we choose to be ware or acknowledge their presence. It is not about winning the lottery but rather being appreciative of that clear blue sky, or understanding that that check you received today was a gift as it filled that hole in your budget and helped avoid financial disaster.

I wish to all who stop by this column, blessings and gratitude. In appreciation to all that walk this journey, may you be happy with where you are and in the moment.

Life is a rich pageant

May this journey find you thriving!


 

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This article was written by Bob Rush

Hey gang! I am just a fellow traveler along this journey we like to call life. I am currently in a second career of sorts. Working my passion which is horses. Mostly I am truly into doing bodywork or massage. I feel its the least we can do to such trsuting majestic beings. Its my spirituality that gets a boost from them. I hope I can share funny moments, aha moments and just insights to make the journey peaceful.

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