<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:15:12.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit of the Horse</title><subtitle type='html'>Come along for the ride-who knows who we'll meet and where we'll wind up!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-8545108158446423993</id><published>2009-08-26T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:44:00.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Handsome Men!</title><content type='html'>Marie and son, Travis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVJt-7p_CI/AAAAAAAAAcE/eLJ-yPQHn3U/s1600-h/Travis+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVJt-7p_CI/AAAAAAAAAcE/eLJ-yPQHn3U/s320/Travis+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374282784672709666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marie and husband, Ian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVJnkBqM-I/AAAAAAAAAb8/vWJv1ZSR8OI/s1600-h/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVJnkBqM-I/AAAAAAAAAb8/vWJv1ZSR8OI/s320/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374282674370917346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pics were taken recently at my neice Deanna's wedding. I love these two guys more than anything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-8545108158446423993?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/8545108158446423993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=8545108158446423993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8545108158446423993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8545108158446423993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-handsome-men.html' title='My Handsome Men!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVJt-7p_CI/AAAAAAAAAcE/eLJ-yPQHn3U/s72-c/Travis+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-5484909388906545928</id><published>2009-08-24T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:58:34.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpKqjw_qluI/AAAAAAAAAb0/VrLSkrFQnrc/s1600-h/Schwinn+bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpKqjw_qluI/AAAAAAAAAb0/VrLSkrFQnrc/s320/Schwinn+bike.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373544836830500578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian and I have been biking to our heart's content lately. Here's a picture of my new ride. I love it! I feel like a kid again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-5484909388906545928?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/5484909388906545928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=5484909388906545928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/5484909388906545928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/5484909388906545928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-new-bike.html' title='My New Bike'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpKqjw_qluI/AAAAAAAAAb0/VrLSkrFQnrc/s72-c/Schwinn+bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-1944236596932254373</id><published>2009-07-24T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T11:25:47.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool New Science Show On PBS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Smn8pYABahI/AAAAAAAAAbk/SRKFdwre0XY/s1600-h/Neil+degrasse+Tyson.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Smn8pYABahI/AAAAAAAAAbk/SRKFdwre0XY/s320/Neil+degrasse+Tyson.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362094619108665874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you checked out the new PBS series, hosted by none other than the Hayden Planetarium's own astrophysicist Neil deGrasse Tyson?&lt;br /&gt;It's called Nova Science Now, and presents science in a fun and interesting way that just may light the fire of curiosity in minds young and old.&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I are definitely fans!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/sciencenow/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-1944236596932254373?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/1944236596932254373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=1944236596932254373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1944236596932254373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1944236596932254373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/07/cool-new-science-show-on-pbs.html' title='Cool New Science Show On PBS'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Smn8pYABahI/AAAAAAAAAbk/SRKFdwre0XY/s72-c/Neil+degrasse+Tyson.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-1271993663716932367</id><published>2009-07-23T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T11:32:43.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SmjNy9m__OI/AAAAAAAAAbc/qRCXlfllMv0/s1600-h/Cone%2520Flowers_preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SmjNy9m__OI/AAAAAAAAAbc/qRCXlfllMv0/s320/Cone%2520Flowers_preview.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361761631799868642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cultivating An Attitude Of Gratitude&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I try to remember everything for which I should feel grateful. &lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;What do you have to be thankful for and who in your life could use some appreciative words from you?&lt;br /&gt;Try to start each and every day with an 'attitude of gratitude'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-1271993663716932367?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/1271993663716932367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=1271993663716932367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1271993663716932367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1271993663716932367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/07/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SmjNy9m__OI/AAAAAAAAAbc/qRCXlfllMv0/s72-c/Cone%2520Flowers_preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-807920253701660987</id><published>2009-07-21T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T11:35:00.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy Carter, You Rock!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SmYRAovwOSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/al6lU206e78/s1600-h/mb_dyson_opinion-200x0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SmYRAovwOSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/al6lU206e78/s320/mb_dyson_opinion-200x0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360991109066537250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing My Religion For Equality&lt;br /&gt;by Jimmy Carter &lt;br /&gt;July 15, 2009 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Women and girls have been discriminated against for too long in a twisted interpretation of the word of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE been a practising Christian all my life and a deacon and Bible teacher for many years. My faith is a source of strength and comfort to me, as religious beliefs are to hundreds of millions of people around the world. So my decision to sever my ties with the Southern Baptist Convention, after six decades, was painful and difficult. It was, however, an unavoidable decision when the convention's leaders, quoting a few carefully selected Bible verses and claiming that Eve was created second to Adam and was responsible for original sin, ordained that women must be "subservient" to their husbands and prohibited from serving as deacons, pastors or chaplains in the military service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This view that women are somehow inferior to men is not restricted to one religion or belief. Women are prevented from playing a full and equal role in many faiths. Nor, tragically, does its influence stop at the walls of the church, mosque, synagogue or temple. This discrimination, unjustifiably attributed to a Higher Authority, has provided a reason or excuse for the deprivation of women's equal rights across the world for centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At its most repugnant, the belief that women must be subjugated to the wishes of men excuses slavery, violence, forced prostitution, genital mutilation and national laws that omit rape as a crime. But it also costs many millions of girls and women control over their own bodies and lives, and continues to deny them fair access to education, health, employment and influence within their own communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impact of these religious beliefs touches every aspect of our lives. They help explain why in many countries boys are educated before girls; why girls are told when and whom they must marry; and why many face enormous and unacceptable risks in pregnancy and childbirth because their basic health needs are not met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some Islamic nations, women are restricted in their movements, punished for permitting the exposure of an arm or ankle, deprived of education, prohibited from driving a car or competing with men for a job. If a woman is raped, she is often most severely punished as the guilty party in the crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same discriminatory thinking lies behind the continuing gender gap in pay and why there are still so few women in office in the West. The root of this prejudice lies deep in our histories, but its impact is felt every day. It is not women and girls alone who suffer. It damages all of us. The evidence shows that investing in women and girls delivers major benefits for society. An educated woman has healthier children. She is more likely to send them to school. She earns more and invests what she earns in her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is simply self-defeating for any community to discriminate against half its population. We need to challenge these self-serving and outdated attitudes and practices - as we are seeing in Iran where women are at the forefront of the battle for democracy and freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand, however, why many political leaders can be reluctant about stepping into this minefield. Religion, and tradition, are powerful and sensitive areas to challenge. But my fellow Elders and I, who come from many faiths and backgrounds, no longer need to worry about winning votes or avoiding controversy - and we are deeply committed to challenging injustice wherever we see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Elders are an independent group of eminent global leaders, brought together by former South African president Nelson Mandela, who offer their influence and experience to support peace building, help address major causes of human suffering and promote the shared interests of humanity. We have decided to draw particular attention to the responsibility of religious and traditional leaders in ensuring equality and human rights and have recently published a statement that declares: "The justification of discrimination against women and girls on grounds of religion or tradition, as if it were prescribed by a Higher Authority, is unacceptable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are calling on all leaders to challenge and change the harmful teachings and practices, no matter how ingrained, which justify discrimination against women. We ask, in particular, that leaders of all religions have the courage to acknowledge and emphasise the positive messages of dignity and equality that all the world's major faiths share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carefully selected verses found in the Holy Scriptures to justify the superiority of men owe more to time and place - and the determination of male leaders to hold onto their influence - than eternal truths. Similar biblical excerpts could be found to support the approval of slavery and the timid acquiescence to oppressive rulers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also familiar with vivid descriptions in the same Scriptures in which women are revered as pre-eminent leaders. During the years of the early Christian church women served as deacons, priests, bishops, apostles, teachers and prophets. It wasn't until the fourth century that dominant Christian leaders, all men, twisted and distorted Holy Scriptures to perpetuate their ascendant positions within the religious hierarchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is that male religious leaders have had - and still have - an option to interpret holy teachings either to exalt or subjugate women. They have, for their own selfish ends, overwhelmingly chosen the latter. Their continuing choice provides the foundation or justification for much of the pervasive persecution and abuse of women throughout the world. This is in clear violation not just of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights but also the teachings of Jesus Christ, the Apostle Paul, Moses and the prophets, Muhammad, and founders of other great religions - all of whom have called for proper and equitable treatment of all the children of God. It is time we had the courage to challenge these views.&lt;br /&gt;Link:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.theage.com.au/opinion/losing-my-religion-for-equality-20090714-dk0v.html?page=-1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-807920253701660987?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/807920253701660987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=807920253701660987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/807920253701660987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/807920253701660987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/07/jimmy-carter-you-rock.html' title='Jimmy Carter, You Rock!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SmYRAovwOSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/al6lU206e78/s72-c/mb_dyson_opinion-200x0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-7663314832725288526</id><published>2009-07-18T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:47:17.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SmHuG-Gkc_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/4bA6QpB-SMs/s1600-h/tulips_beautiful_flowers_desktopwallpaper_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SmHuG-Gkc_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/4bA6QpB-SMs/s320/tulips_beautiful_flowers_desktopwallpaper_s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359826835064779762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Albert Einstein&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-7663314832725288526?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/7663314832725288526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=7663314832725288526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7663314832725288526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7663314832725288526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/07/miracles.html' title='Miracles'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SmHuG-Gkc_I/AAAAAAAAAa8/4bA6QpB-SMs/s72-c/tulips_beautiful_flowers_desktopwallpaper_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-1862192102111615943</id><published>2009-07-17T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T09:47:01.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost 40 years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SmCqlokY5jI/AAAAAAAAAa0/MlYOtumJWxk/s1600-h/Woodstock_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SmCqlokY5jI/AAAAAAAAAa0/MlYOtumJWxk/s320/Woodstock_poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359471120092816946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...since Woodstock. Boy, how time flies! Of course, I was only 4 at the time but the music lives on and is just classic! I would have LOVED to have gone to see Joe Cocker or Janis Joplin or the Dead while Jerry was in his heyday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-1862192102111615943?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/1862192102111615943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=1862192102111615943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1862192102111615943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1862192102111615943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/07/almost-40-years.html' title='Almost 40 years...'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SmCqlokY5jI/AAAAAAAAAa0/MlYOtumJWxk/s72-c/Woodstock_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-4662038359950677233</id><published>2009-07-14T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T06:53:53.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Little Hummingbirds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SlyN675LeLI/AAAAAAAAAas/O3V8y4Ltuxg/s1600-h/hummingbird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SlyN675LeLI/AAAAAAAAAas/O3V8y4Ltuxg/s320/hummingbird.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358313700313495730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've always admired the beauty and fortitude of the tiny little hummingbird.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a great link at Youtube about one man's dedication to thousands of the migrating birds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ujN4osRD22E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-4662038359950677233?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/4662038359950677233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=4662038359950677233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/4662038359950677233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/4662038359950677233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/07/amazing-little-hummingbirds.html' title='Amazing Little Hummingbirds!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SlyN675LeLI/AAAAAAAAAas/O3V8y4Ltuxg/s72-c/hummingbird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-3157741610562965054</id><published>2009-07-13T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T16:02:43.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love This Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Slu9DcaQwgI/AAAAAAAAAak/s-Pvhzpboqk/s1600-h/Work%2520Horse%2520from%2520IA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Slu9DcaQwgI/AAAAAAAAAak/s-Pvhzpboqk/s320/Work%2520Horse%2520from%2520IA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358084048550937090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name of Horses  by Donald Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All winter your brute shoulders strained against collars, padding &lt;br /&gt;and steerhide over the ash hames, to haul &lt;br /&gt;sledges of cordwood for drying through spring and summer, &lt;br /&gt;for the Glenwood stove next winter, and for the simmering range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In April you pulled cartloads of manure to spread on the fields, &lt;br /&gt;dark manure of Holsteins, and knobs of your own clustered with oats.&lt;br /&gt;All summer you mowed the grass in meadow and hayfield, the mowing machine &lt;br /&gt;clacketing beside you, while the sun walked high in the morning;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after noon's heat, you pulled a clawed rake through the same acres, &lt;br /&gt;gathering stacks, and dragged the wagon from stack to stack, &lt;br /&gt;and the built hayrack back, uphill to the chaffy barn, &lt;br /&gt;three loads of hay a day from standing grass in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundays you trotted the two miles to church with the light load &lt;br /&gt;a leather quartertop buggy, and grazed in the sound of hymns. &lt;br /&gt;Generation on generation, your neck rubbed the windowsill &lt;br /&gt;of the stall, smoothing the wood as the sea smooths glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were old and lame, when your shoulders hurt bending to graze,&lt;br /&gt;one October the man, who fed you and kept you, and harnessed you every morning,&lt;br /&gt;led you through corn stubble to sandy ground above Eagle Pond,&lt;br /&gt;and dug a hole beside you where you stood shuddering in your skin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lay the shotgun's muzzle in the boneless hollow behind your ear,&lt;br /&gt;and fired the slug into your brain, and felled you into your grave, &lt;br /&gt;shoveling sand to cover you, setting goldenrod upright above you,&lt;br /&gt;where by next summer a dent in the ground made your monument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a hundred and fifty years, in the Pasture of dead horses,&lt;br /&gt;roots of pine trees pushed through the pale curves of your ribs,&lt;br /&gt;yellow blossoms flourished above you in autumn, and in winter&lt;br /&gt;frost heaved your bones in the ground - old toilers, soil makers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Roger, Mackerel, Riley, Ned, Nellie, Chester, Lady Ghost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-3157741610562965054?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/3157741610562965054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=3157741610562965054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/3157741610562965054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/3157741610562965054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-this-poem.html' title='I Love This Poem'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Slu9DcaQwgI/AAAAAAAAAak/s-Pvhzpboqk/s72-c/Work%2520Horse%2520from%2520IA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-1549992158530771563</id><published>2009-07-08T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T08:59:47.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SlTAq59xXiI/AAAAAAAAAY8/TpobKMVqBMk/s1600-h/hearts-pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SlTAq59xXiI/AAAAAAAAAY8/TpobKMVqBMk/s320/hearts-pink.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356117700197309986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my followup with my new cardiologist this morning, and he said that the narrowing in my coronary arteries is negligible!. He also said that if I keep doing what I'm doing, I should be fine! He was one of the nicest guys I've ever met, and so friendly and personable. He took his time answering ever single question I had and did not rush me. I left that office feeling like a million bucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's advice for all of us to love our hearts and keep our hearts healthy and strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1} Exercise as often as humanly possible! Just make sure you clear it with your Doctor first. My husband, Ian and I walk with our little Jack Russell, Buddy, most days of the week for at least 2 to 3 miles up and down lots of hills. Ian rides his bike alot and we also do lots of barn/horse type chores, and I ride when I can. {I also want to get back into doing yoga!}&lt;br /&gt;2} Eat a heart friendly diet! Ian and I have been vegetarians for almost 6 years now,and since my hospital scare a few weeks ago, I am just about vegan now. You have to choose what's best for you. I'm not trying to preach. But PLEASE eats lots of fruits and veggies and whole grains. Stay away from saturated fats. Eat walnuts and flaxseed because they are rich in omega 3 fatty acids that are wonderful for your blood vessels. And remember, what keeps your heart and blood vessels healthy also keeps strokes and Alzheimer's and cancers at bay. Oh, and stay away from simple sugars/things high in sugar.&lt;br /&gt;3} PLEASE don't smoke or really consider quitting. It's THE single greatest thing you can do for your heart! When I was a dumb teenager who knew everything, I smoked for about 3 years. But that was over 26 years ago. I'm so glad I quit one day, cold turkey. No b.s., I just stopped. It's called loving yourself enough to do the right thing for your health. I know it's hard to quit, but isn't your life worth sticking around for? Aren't your loved ones worth it? Just do it! Your heart will thank you!&lt;br /&gt;4} Learn to relax and manage your stress.Take time to smell the proverbial roses. Learn to meditate. We are all so caught up in our hectic lives that we forget about what really matters. We all need time to have time and space to ourselves to reflect upon who we really are and what we are meant to do with our fleeting time here on this planet. Are you doing what you really want? If not, why not? How can you start getting there?&lt;br /&gt;5} Make sure you have a good Doctor, one who you can talk to and who listens to you. Have your yearly physical exams. Don't skip them! They are vital for catching health concerns early, before they can wreak havoc on your health. Also, learn to be your best advocate. Speak up for yourself, and voice your healthcare concerns, no matter how silly they seem.&lt;br /&gt;6} Know your numbers and what they mean. Don't just take your Doc's word for it!&lt;br /&gt;The most important numbers you should know include:&lt;br /&gt;-Your blood pressure. Normal is less than 140/90 but ideally it's better for it to be down around 120/70 or so. If it's consistently high you may need medication to lower it. Make sure you discuss this with your Doctor. Uncontrolled BP has very serious consequences for your heart.&lt;br /&gt;-Your lipid panel/profile, includes your cholesterol. Ideally, your total cholesterol should be less than 200, your LDL {the bad cholesterol} should be ideally less than 100, triglycerides less than 150, and your good cholesterol, HDL, should be greater than 40 for men, and 50 for women.&lt;br /&gt;-Your weight. Yes, let's face it-it's so easy to put on weight as we age. But we are doing our hearts no favors by ignoring the scale. Ideally, your BMI or body mass index should be between 18.5 and 24.9 to be a healthy weight. Here's a great link to check your BMI. Just put in your height and weight and it tells you:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.nhlbisupport.com/bmi/&lt;br /&gt;-have your blood sugar checked. A normal fasting blood sugar is around 70 to 110 or so. When you have your yearly checkup, make sure you have lab work done like a metabolic panel, CBC, thyroid function. The metabolic panel will include a blood sugar level. Knowing early that you have developed Type II diabetes is something you can then manage. Diabetes at any age is very hard on your organs, but especially your heart, kidneys and eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's up to us to be proactive in keeping ourselves healthy! And remember, whether you are young or not, heart disease in the family or not...any chest pain or pressure accompanied by shortness of breath/dizziness/nausea/vomiting/sweating  ALWAYS warrants attention. Get yourself checked immediatley. What's the worst thing...you find out your heart's okay and you live?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-1549992158530771563?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/1549992158530771563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=1549992158530771563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1549992158530771563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1549992158530771563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-news.html' title='Good News!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SlTAq59xXiI/AAAAAAAAAY8/TpobKMVqBMk/s72-c/hearts-pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-8794097059473541903</id><published>2009-07-07T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:22:52.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great South Bay Music Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SlNKuHcJW6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/2mXE6s5LM3w/s1600-h/gsbmf_webpage_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SlNKuHcJW6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/2mXE6s5LM3w/s400/gsbmf_webpage_03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355706538005191586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son Travis has volunteered to help out at this year's Great South Bay Music Festival July 10, 11 and 12th at Shorefront Park in Patchogue. Last year was great and we had a blast! Got to see original Grateful Dead members Mickey Hart, Donna Jean Godchaux, and lots of other cool musicians.&lt;br /&gt;Here's this year's lineup:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SlNJOwAAW5I/AAAAAAAAAYU/oB9nsc3nHlA/s1600-h/2009-lineup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SlNJOwAAW5I/AAAAAAAAAYU/oB9nsc3nHlA/s400/2009-lineup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355704899625573266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-8794097059473541903?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/8794097059473541903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=8794097059473541903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8794097059473541903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8794097059473541903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-south-bay-music-festival.html' title='Great South Bay Music Festival'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SlNKuHcJW6I/AAAAAAAAAYs/2mXE6s5LM3w/s72-c/gsbmf_webpage_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-1864738435397488803</id><published>2009-07-06T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T07:09:30.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great NatGeo Link</title><content type='html'>Check out this link at National Geographic. There's a cool video of equine photographer Mark Harvey and how he is so successful at capturing beautiful pictures of our favorite creatures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/video/player#/?titleID=mark-harvey&amp;catID=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link to his website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.mark-harvey.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-1864738435397488803?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/1864738435397488803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=1864738435397488803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1864738435397488803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1864738435397488803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-natgeo-link.html' title='Great NatGeo Link'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-7601428620470932107</id><published>2009-07-06T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T06:13:23.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going For A Walk With My Bud!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SlH3hGyEOKI/AAAAAAAAAYM/IBvU11aAwGE/s1600-h/DSCN0108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SlH3hGyEOKI/AAAAAAAAAYM/IBvU11aAwGE/s400/DSCN0108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355333580048578722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to head out the door for a walk with my best walking companion, Buddy.&lt;br /&gt;He tries to drag me the whole way, and I'm convinced he wants to be part of the first ever all Jack Russell Iditarod sled dog team! As long as there are no squirrels along the trail to distract them Russells, they might even win. Or you might find our sled stuck up a tree. Either one. It's anyone's guess when JRT's are involved!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-7601428620470932107?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/7601428620470932107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=7601428620470932107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7601428620470932107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7601428620470932107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/07/going-for-walk-with-my-bud.html' title='Going For A Walk With My Bud!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SlH3hGyEOKI/AAAAAAAAAYM/IBvU11aAwGE/s72-c/DSCN0108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-3237334056286688092</id><published>2009-07-03T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T13:30:48.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some More Random Fjord Cuteness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sk5qXC7kWZI/AAAAAAAAAYE/FS7RElz6z80/s1600-h/Sam+in+paddock.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sk5qXC7kWZI/AAAAAAAAAYE/FS7RElz6z80/s400/Sam+in+paddock.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354333951146350994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's our boy just hanging out in the paddock with his buddy, Orion.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-3237334056286688092?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/3237334056286688092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=3237334056286688092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/3237334056286688092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/3237334056286688092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-more-random-fjord-cuteness.html' title='Some More Random Fjord Cuteness!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sk5qXC7kWZI/AAAAAAAAAYE/FS7RElz6z80/s72-c/Sam+in+paddock.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-2752617749881926562</id><published>2009-06-29T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:12:58.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Frightening Week</title><content type='html'>I haven't been feeling so well the last few weeks, which I attributed to the overwhelming demand of my summer nursing classes. I'd been having lots of fatigue, weakness, dizziness, and general exhaustion. Finally, last week I felt so terrible, my husband took me to the ER to be checked out. I had started having this burning sensation through my chest into my shoulder blades. As soon as the Triage nurse heard that, I was taken straight into the back and put on an EKG. After many hours and tests, which all came back mostly normal, they decided to admit me over night for observation. The next day I had a echocardiogram, and the Cardiologist came in to see me. He felt that in light of my very strong history/risk factors, such as my Dad's coronary artery disease and early death at age 50, my high blood pressure and my low HDL [good cholesterol level} that I should have a cardiac catheterization to know for sure where I stood. Turns out I have 30% narrowing in 2 of my 3 coronary arteries.&lt;br /&gt;My anxiety has been through the roof and I've been so scared. I feel angry too that I've tried all these years to do the right things for my heart and STILL I have the beginnings of CAD. I don't smoke, I don't drink, I'm a vegetarian who exercises ALL THE TIME! &lt;br /&gt;But, I now know that it is going to take an extra level of diligence from me to stop the progression of this disease. I don't want to die young. I want to live into my 80's at least!&lt;br /&gt;I am going to monitor my blood pressure like a hawk, and to continue to lose the weight I've needed to lose for a long time! {I have already lost 32 lbs over the last 4 months simply by keeping a food diary and exercising religiously}&lt;br /&gt;I am also now on Niaspan which is supposed to raise my HDL {the little 'scrubbers' that help carry out the bad cholesterol}&lt;br /&gt;I have also taken my diet to a whole new level of healthy. &lt;br /&gt;I'm still very scared, but I think I'm supposed to be. &lt;br /&gt;Only that will motivate the right amount of change to make a difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-2752617749881926562?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/2752617749881926562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=2752617749881926562' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/2752617749881926562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/2752617749881926562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-frightening-week.html' title='My Frightening Week'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-8632654613396052584</id><published>2009-06-20T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T09:56:02.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahimsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;“A human being is part of a whole, called by us the Universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separated from the rest a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Albert Einstein&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-8632654613396052584?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/8632654613396052584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=8632654613396052584' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8632654613396052584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8632654613396052584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahimsa.html' title='Ahimsa'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-782420733481454770</id><published>2009-06-16T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T09:38:05.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Boy Is All Grown Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SjgDbfHUFgI/AAAAAAAAAX0/r4pCPEJvN0g/s1600-h/Sam+in+bridle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SjgDbfHUFgI/AAAAAAAAAX0/r4pCPEJvN0g/s400/Sam+in+bridle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348028328245990914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband took this picture of Samsun a few weeks ago, and I can't get over how grown up he looks. We have started to ride him lightly and he's been a wonderful trooper about it all. He just doesn't like the particular bit that's in his mouth in this photo. I have since switched him and he seems happier.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for my Summer classes to finish so we can spend more time with him.&lt;br /&gt;He's such a sweet boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-782420733481454770?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/782420733481454770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=782420733481454770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/782420733481454770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/782420733481454770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-boy-is-all-grown-up.html' title='Our Boy Is All Grown Up!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SjgDbfHUFgI/AAAAAAAAAX0/r4pCPEJvN0g/s72-c/Sam+in+bridle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-6361546405776135195</id><published>2009-05-27T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T06:57:06.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wouldn't It Be Nice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sh1BiEvuYTI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ung_hOURhDo/s1600-h/earth_at_the_night_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sh1BiEvuYTI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ung_hOURhDo/s400/earth_at_the_night_1024x768.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340496786776547634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...if we could live without 'ego'. If we could learn to accept each other and celebrate our differences, rather than merely push for 'tolerance'? Tolerance is such an ugly word. In my mind, it conjures up images of gritting one's teeth and trying not to explode. Hardly the image of compassion that our world so desperately needs.&lt;br /&gt;What if we each take a moment to remember a moment from our own lives when we felt totally accepted. Maybe it was from a loving parent or relative. Maybe it was a dear and trusted friend. Maybe a teacher or mentor. Let that feeling wash down and over you. Internalize that feeling of warmth, love and acceptance. That feeling that someone 'gets' you...loves you...cherishes you JUST THE WAY YOU ARE, warts and all!&lt;br /&gt;Embrace that feeling and file it away in your mind and heart, but keep it close by.&lt;br /&gt;Plan to remember that glorious feeling when you are next faced with seemingly unlovable people or situations that frustrate you to no end. Try to remember that time in your past when someone loved you at a time when you may not have been your most lovable. That person saw through to the real you and just plain ol' loved and accepted you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is far easier said than done, but it is so worth a try.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we could soften the harshness of this angry, judgemental world if we all could collectively accept each other, just the way we are NOW...no matter what gender, ethnicity, social position, sexual orientation, political outlook...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we could reunite our hearts on the basis of common threads such as love, compassion, integrity...&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a great day today, whoever YOU may be!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-6361546405776135195?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/6361546405776135195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=6361546405776135195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6361546405776135195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6361546405776135195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/05/wouldnt-it-be-nice.html' title='Wouldn&apos;t It Be Nice...'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sh1BiEvuYTI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ung_hOURhDo/s72-c/earth_at_the_night_1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-6279580100380821450</id><published>2009-05-25T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:02:08.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy, they sure grow up fast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShsU1nF77BI/AAAAAAAAAW8/5hgV3zfx928/s1600-h/Travis+n+Andrea+prom"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShsU1nF77BI/AAAAAAAAAW8/5hgV3zfx928/s400/Travis+n+Andrea+prom" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339884694437358610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our sweet,intense,and ever-challenging son and his adorable girlfriend, as they were headed to their Junior Prom last week.&lt;br /&gt;They look so wonderful, but then , I may be a bit biased!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-6279580100380821450?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/6279580100380821450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=6279580100380821450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6279580100380821450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6279580100380821450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/05/boy-they-sure-grow-up-fast.html' title='Boy, they sure grow up fast!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShsU1nF77BI/AAAAAAAAAW8/5hgV3zfx928/s72-c/Travis+n+Andrea+prom' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-8945400578723786691</id><published>2009-05-21T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T13:03:10.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShWymKggljI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ZADZWcIueMg/s1600-h/candle_in_the_surrounding_darkness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShWymKggljI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ZADZWcIueMg/s400/candle_in_the_surrounding_darkness.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338369302043072050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Everyone has talent. What is rare is the courage to follow the talent to the dark place it leads." - Erica Jong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-8945400578723786691?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/8945400578723786691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=8945400578723786691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8945400578723786691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8945400578723786691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/05/everyone-has-talent.html' title='Talent'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShWymKggljI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ZADZWcIueMg/s72-c/candle_in_the_surrounding_darkness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-6319119475823235469</id><published>2009-05-20T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:28:34.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SciAm Article: Evolution of House Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I just opened our June 2009 issue of Scientific American to find a cool article about the evolution of the house cat. Very interesting stuff, and just goes to show that cats are far wiser than they appear. Apparently their sinister plan to gain complete world/human domination began far earlier than previously thought!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShQ8g2hpzpI/AAAAAAAAAWk/PVp6tVztUDM/s1600-h/DSCN0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShQ8g2hpzpI/AAAAAAAAAWk/PVp6tVztUDM/s400/DSCN0094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337957993431027346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max says "...and dis iz a problem?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's the link to the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.scientificamerican.com/article.cfm?id=the-taming-of-the-cat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-6319119475823235469?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/6319119475823235469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=6319119475823235469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6319119475823235469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6319119475823235469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/05/sciam-article-evolution-of-house-cats.html' title='SciAm Article: Evolution of House Cats'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShQ8g2hpzpI/AAAAAAAAAWk/PVp6tVztUDM/s72-c/DSCN0094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-2784229418622971212</id><published>2009-05-19T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T08:29:46.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Astronauts Rock!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShLMhCB9AQI/AAAAAAAAAVk/OOp0RX8FdtI/s1600-h/Space+Shuttle+Astronaut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShLMhCB9AQI/AAAAAAAAAVk/OOp0RX8FdtI/s400/Space+Shuttle+Astronaut.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337553376240271618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{I love this photo-it puts things in perspective for sure!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The NASA crew has completed it's mission to repair the Hubble Space Telescope so that we may hopefully receive many more years of stunning images from deep space.&lt;br /&gt;Please check out these links for the complete mission documented in pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Very impressive! &lt;br /&gt;Way to go, Atlantis crew!   &lt;br /&gt;You guys rock!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.nasa.gov/&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/05/hubbles_final_servicing_missio.html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/05/hubbles_final_servicing_missio.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-2784229418622971212?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/2784229418622971212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=2784229418622971212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/2784229418622971212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/2784229418622971212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/05/those-astronauts-rock.html' title='Those Astronauts Rock!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShLMhCB9AQI/AAAAAAAAAVk/OOp0RX8FdtI/s72-c/Space+Shuttle+Astronaut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-4183074121663164832</id><published>2009-05-12T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T12:33:01.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Atlantis On The Way To Hubble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SgoOQl22xWI/AAAAAAAAAVc/DXITiTpfZsw/s1600-h/Atlantis+lifts+off!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SgoOQl22xWI/AAAAAAAAAVc/DXITiTpfZsw/s400/Atlantis+lifts+off!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335092386776663394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyone who knows my husband and me knows we are bigtime space junkies. We are science geeks of the highest order, and our incredible Universe never seems to run out of things that knock our socks off.&lt;br /&gt;First things that comes to mind are the amazing images of deep space that the Hubble Space Telescope has given us. I can't help but think about all the other worlds out there just teeming with life, but so far away we may never know for sure. At least, not in our lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite movies is Contact starring Jodie Foster. Great movie on so many levels. And written by Carl Sagan, an amazing mind who lived to plumb the depths of possibility.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the big day for NASA and the Atlantis crew. They will begin the final repair of Hubble.&lt;br /&gt;Hope all goes well for them and that they return safely to our beautiful blue world.&lt;br /&gt;Visit this site to see some gorgeous views of our vast Universe:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.spacetoday.org/DeepSpace/Telescopes/GreatObservatories/Hubble/HubbleBeauty.html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-4183074121663164832?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/4183074121663164832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=4183074121663164832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/4183074121663164832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/4183074121663164832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/05/atlantis-on-way-to-hubble.html' title='Atlantis On The Way To Hubble!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SgoOQl22xWI/AAAAAAAAAVc/DXITiTpfZsw/s72-c/Atlantis+lifts+off!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-8211050977953375930</id><published>2009-05-06T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T06:15:05.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought For The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SgGKSm3DE-I/AAAAAAAAAVU/xqpqEEp5Gi0/s1600-h/Frangipani+Flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SgGKSm3DE-I/AAAAAAAAAVU/xqpqEEp5Gi0/s400/Frangipani+Flowers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332695486057092066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“This is what you shall do: love the earth and sun, and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence towards the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown, or to any man or number of men; go freely with the powerful uneducated persons, and with the young, and mothers, of families: read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life: re-examine all you have been told at school or church, or in any books, and dismiss whatever insults your soul.”&lt;br /&gt;-Walt Whitman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-8211050977953375930?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/8211050977953375930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=8211050977953375930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8211050977953375930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8211050977953375930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/05/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought For The Day'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SgGKSm3DE-I/AAAAAAAAAVU/xqpqEEp5Gi0/s72-c/Frangipani+Flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-461029576938391200</id><published>2009-05-05T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T05:57:50.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love This Guy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SgBsx8ZogHI/AAAAAAAAAVM/-BlAyMWnkDA/s1600-h/Andys+workshop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SgBsx8ZogHI/AAAAAAAAAVM/-BlAyMWnkDA/s400/Andys+workshop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332381564089696370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SgBst1jNCdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/s_STkg1InbI/s1600-h/Andy+Mackie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SgBst1jNCdI/AAAAAAAAAVE/s_STkg1InbI/s400/Andy+Mackie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332381493531314642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CBS)  Every time 70-year-old Andy Mackie draws a breath, it's music to his ears - whether there's a harmonica there or not. As CBS News correspondent Steve Hartman reports, Mackie's just glad to be alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mackie jokes, "I guess they don't need a harmonica player in heaven yet." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mackie, a Scottish-born retired horse trainer, lives in a camper in northwest Washington state - he lives there, even though technically -- medically -- he should have died long ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his ninth heart surgery, Mackie's doctors had him on 15 different medicines. But the side effects made life miserable. So one day he quit taking all 15 and decided to spend his final days doing something he always wanted to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He used the money he would have spent on the prescriptions to give away 300 harmonicas, with lessons included. "I really thought it was the last thing I could ever do," he says. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he didn't die the next month, he bought a few hundred more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harmonicas in hand, he explains, "I just started going from school to school." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now 11 years and 13,000 harmonicas later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll see a pregnant lady on the sidewalk and I'll give her a harmonica for the baby," he says as an example. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today there's nary a kid in the county who hasn't gotten a free harmonica from Mackie, or played one of his strum sticks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep the kids interested in music as they get older, Mackie now spends the bulk of his Social Security check making them beginner string instruments. He also buys store-made instruments for kids that show a special interest. He provides free lessons to everyone by getting the older kids to teach the younger kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mackie says, "I tell them music is a gift, you give it away - you give it away and you get to keep it forever." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end result is something truly unique to his corner of Washington. It seems everywhere you look, everyplace you go, every kid you meet has the same genuine passion for fiddle music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't explain the joy, Mackie says. "I don't think Bill Gates feels any richer inside than I do."&lt;br /&gt;He believes he's still living today because of the kids and the music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he doesn't expect any harmonica openings in heaven any time soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't think the lord wants me yet, I still got something to do here -- lots more kids out there." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© MMIX, CBS Interactive Inc.. All Rights Reserved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-461029576938391200?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/461029576938391200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=461029576938391200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/461029576938391200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/461029576938391200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-this-guy.html' title='I Love This Guy!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SgBsx8ZogHI/AAAAAAAAAVM/-BlAyMWnkDA/s72-c/Andys+workshop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-7192430581022205703</id><published>2009-05-02T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T07:24:45.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Beltane...a day late!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShWmRQ2nb-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vV2e6N7r4bM/s1600-h/Beltane+fire.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShWmRQ2nb-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vV2e6N7r4bM/s400/Beltane+fire.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338355748829622242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As things have been a wild blur of activity around here, I forgot that yesterday, May 1st, was also Beltane- recognized as the height of Spring. We were blessed with rain for much of the morning, and it is believed that this being immersed in the waters of a May Day rain is purifying and imparts a  blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShLaFwFAbRI/AAAAAAAAAWc/QPfckwkBTLo/s1600-h/DSCN0164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShLaFwFAbRI/AAAAAAAAAWc/QPfckwkBTLo/s400/DSCN0164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337568300727561490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a good part of the morning riding a big, sweet redhead of a horse named Harrigan. 'Harry' is a school horse at a local farm that offers the riding class I'm taking part in for credit toward my degree. Harry has a big brand on his left flank, and spent many of his earlier days as a ranch horse. He's moving up in years, and it breaks my heart to think what his ultimate fate will be. I pondered aloud with my husband last night, and told him I'd like to offer to buy Harry when we are able to swing it.&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'd like to think he was blessed by being immersed in the Beltane waters, just as my ancestors, the ancient Celts, believed would offer protection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-7192430581022205703?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/7192430581022205703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=7192430581022205703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7192430581022205703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7192430581022205703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/05/celebrating-beltanea-day-late.html' title='Celebrating Beltane...a day late!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ShWmRQ2nb-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/vV2e6N7r4bM/s72-c/Beltane+fire.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-1329127292533391811</id><published>2009-04-29T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T12:01:26.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Mitzvah { aka Mitzie}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SfiTnk_15WI/AAAAAAAAAU0/N5Qa5FKKzyE/s1600-h/DSCN0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SfiTnk_15WI/AAAAAAAAAU0/N5Qa5FKKzyE/s400/DSCN0022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330172467148612962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must add a picture of our resident prima donna kitty, Mitzie.&lt;br /&gt;She is soon to be 8 years old, and was also a rescued kitten.&lt;br /&gt;Mitzie showed up on my Mom's doorstep one morning, very skinny and flea-ridden.&lt;br /&gt;Her real name is Mitzvah, which means good deed. We felt compelled to help her, as we continue to feel compelled to help all animals in need.&lt;br /&gt;She has such a skeptical look on her face, but is truly a sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;We are taking her back in to the vet next Thursday, as she needs some dental work.&lt;br /&gt;{Maybe that's why she has &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; look on her face!}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-1329127292533391811?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/1329127292533391811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=1329127292533391811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1329127292533391811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1329127292533391811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/04/miss-mitzie.html' title='Miss Mitzvah { aka Mitzie}'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SfiTnk_15WI/AAAAAAAAAU0/N5Qa5FKKzyE/s72-c/DSCN0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-8185476391699556798</id><published>2009-04-28T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T18:12:40.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our rescued babies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SfeoOMb9q-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/_209s3DnnJo/s1600-h/S7300025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SfeoOMb9q-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/_209s3DnnJo/s400/S7300025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329913645826419682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sfen6Wu53BI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Nj5hGu4mVx8/s1600-h/DSCN0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sfen6Wu53BI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Nj5hGu4mVx8/s400/DSCN0030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329913304992832530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Buddy, our Jack Russell terrier, and a picture of our two rescue kitties, Max and Molly.. They all get along famously and have been known to curl up together on the doggie bed. {Notice the sock on the blanket behind Buddy! This was grabbed from the laundry basket moments beforehand! Bad doggie...bad doggie!}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-8185476391699556798?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/8185476391699556798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=8185476391699556798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8185476391699556798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8185476391699556798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-rescued-babies.html' title='Our rescued babies!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SfeoOMb9q-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/_209s3DnnJo/s72-c/S7300025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-4152254956109115989</id><published>2009-04-14T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T04:57:06.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Godspeed, Sally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SeR300T2U-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/wafflWfro2A/s1600-h/Sally+Swift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 394px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SeR300T2U-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/wafflWfro2A/s400/Sally+Swift.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324512408737567714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Sally Swift's books and still have my original copy of 'Centered Riding'. Helped me to make my horse's job alot easier. &lt;br /&gt;If you've never heard of Sally Swift or Centered Riding, check it out.&lt;br /&gt;Your horse will thank you, too!&lt;br /&gt;Visit:  www.centeredriding.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By STEPHEN MILLER of the Wall Street Journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding a new-age spin to an ancient practice, Sally Swift garnered a world-wide audience for sensitive horsemanship with what she called "Centered Riding."&lt;br /&gt;Borrowing from such body-awareness disciplines as the Alexander Technique and tai chi, Centered Riding stresses balance, breathing and visualization to meld rider and horse. "Imagine eyes in your chest that look in the direction of the turn," her book "Centered Riding" urged. She had this advice for nervous riders on ill-at-ease horses: "You can breathe a horse to quietness."&lt;br /&gt;The book and a follow-up, "Centered Riding II," sold more than 800,000 copies in 15 languages according to Centered Riding Inc., a Perkiomenville, Pa., foundation devoted to propagating Ms. Swift's ideas. The technique is taught as a supplement to classical horsemanship at riding centers across the U.S. and in nations as far-flung as Norway and New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Swift's techniques have been compared to Zen or Yoga on horseback, but they stemmed in part from her own awareness of body mechanics owing to a childhood condition, scoliosis. Therapy included a back brace, but also exercises that stressed body awareness.&lt;br /&gt;"I was very fortunate because people in my circumstances were often put into full-body casts or had spinal fusions or other unpleasant experiences," she wrote in "Centered Riding." She added, "I was given the freedom of many years of enormous happiness on a horse."&lt;br /&gt;The daughter of a hydrological engineer, Ms. Swift grew up outside Boston and had already been on horseback for several years when she was diagnosed with spinal curvature at age 8. Therapy "encouraged my riding, because it used both sides of my body equally," she told Horse &amp; Rider magazine in 2000.&lt;br /&gt;Worried that too much sitting would aggravate her condition, she postponed college and became a riding instructor. "Even the best riders and instructors, with their innate coordination, were not teaching people how to handle their bodies. They were teaching them only what to do," Ms. Swift wrote.&lt;br /&gt;Several decades later, after a career in the dairy industry, she retired and went back to riding, but her back had deteriorated. "I was standing tipped to the side and was frequently in pain." A new round of therapy including the Alexander Technique and tai chi set her on course to developing Centered Riding. She said she later found that Eastern techniques had already been applied to other activities, including skiing. In recent years, "centered" approaches have emerged in driving and singing, says Denise McCluggage, author of "The Centered Skier&lt;br /&gt;She continued to instruct into her 90s using body-awareness disciplines.&lt;br /&gt;Adds Susan Harris, an equestrian author and former apprentice of Ms. Swift, "Now I see riding instructors using breathing control as a matter of course. Horses are much more sensitive than people realize, because they are prey animals."&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Swift continued to instruct riders into her 90s at Southmowing Stables in Guilford, Vt. She said in the Horse &amp; Rider interview that two things could bring tears to her eyes: a beautiful performance on a horse and a brass marching band.&lt;br /&gt;In 2006, she was inducted into the U.S. Dressage Federation's hall of fame, which called her "a quiet ambassador for a more harmonious connection between horse and rider." &lt;br /&gt;She died April 2 at age 95.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-4152254956109115989?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/4152254956109115989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=4152254956109115989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/4152254956109115989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/4152254956109115989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/04/godspeed-sally.html' title='Godspeed, Sally'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SeR300T2U-I/AAAAAAAAAUc/wafflWfro2A/s72-c/Sally+Swift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-583763218864408726</id><published>2009-04-14T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T04:33:58.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Favorite Saying</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SeR0oRS0cOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/NwiJXqkQriY/s1600-h/ancient+horse+cave+painting.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SeR0oRS0cOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/NwiJXqkQriY/s400/ancient+horse+cave+painting.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324508894644695266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"The grace of God is found between the saddle and the ground"&lt;br /&gt;-Old Irish Saying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-583763218864408726?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/583763218864408726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=583763218864408726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/583763218864408726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/583763218864408726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/04/favorite-saying.html' title='A Favorite Saying'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SeR0oRS0cOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/NwiJXqkQriY/s72-c/ancient+horse+cave+painting.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-77399112625951825</id><published>2009-04-03T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T05:50:39.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Furry Blessings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SdZfx90qV3I/AAAAAAAAAUM/ygi5GQWwu3o/s1600-h/DSCN0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SdZfx90qV3I/AAAAAAAAAUM/ygi5GQWwu3o/s400/DSCN0047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320545321798489970" /&gt;&lt;/a&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-77399112625951825?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/77399112625951825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=77399112625951825' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/77399112625951825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/77399112625951825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-furry-blessings.html' title='My Furry Blessings!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SdZfx90qV3I/AAAAAAAAAUM/ygi5GQWwu3o/s72-c/DSCN0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-2129461579411947219</id><published>2009-04-01T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T09:20:00.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SdOPwV8JQyI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yn4huLfuE1s/s1600-h/couple+sculpture.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SdOPwV8JQyI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yn4huLfuE1s/s320/couple+sculpture.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319753645540590370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I came across this very cool little article that makes so much sense I wanted to share it. &lt;br /&gt;I knew the first moment I saw the man who would become my best friend,husband, and biggest supporter, that this was a person of infinite character, depth, and love. I feel so fortunate to have him in my life. Although there may be a point or two we could work on, we have instinctively followed this advice for years.&lt;br /&gt;May you be blessed with a genuine soulmate- someone who truly loves and believes in you, no matter what. Someone who celebrates and supports you just the way you are, and always has your best interests at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 Signs Of A Healthy Relationship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Margaret Paul, Ph.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My parents had a very good relationship," I often hear my clients say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean by good?" I ask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They didn't fight. They spent a lot of time with each other." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may have been the definition of a good relationship years ago, but now most people want more. Following are ten signs of a healthy relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KINDNESS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is kindness more important to each of you than having your way, being in control, or being right? Do you each receive joy out of being kind to each other? Being kind rather than controlling with each other is essential for a healthy relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPONTANEOUS WARMTH AND AFFECTION &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you and your partner well up with warmth and fullness of heart for each other and express it with affection? Are you each able to see the beautiful essence within each other, rather than just the faults? Are you able to get beyond the&lt;br /&gt;outer to the unique inner Self of each other? Do you enjoy sharing affection? Warmth and affection are vital for a healthy relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAUGHTER AND FUN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can the two of you laugh and play together? Do you appreciate and enjoy each other's sense of humor? In the midst of difficulties, can you help each other to lighten up with humor? Can you let down and be playful with each other, letting&lt;br /&gt;yourselves be like kids together? Laughter and fun play a huge role in a healthy relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOYING TIME TOGETHER AND TIME APART &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you both each other's favorite person to spend time with? Are you motivated to set aside time just to be together? Do both of you have friends and interests that you enjoy doing? Are both of you fine when you are not together? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some couples spend a lot of time together because they really enjoy it, while others spend a lot of time together out of fear of being alone. It is important for a healthy relationship for each person to have friends and interests, so that they are not dependent on each other. Dependency is not healthy in a relationship, particularly emotional dependency. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A METHOD FOR CONFLICT RESOLUTION &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All relationships have some conflict. It is not the conflict&lt;br /&gt;that is the issue, but how you deal with it. Do you have a&lt;br /&gt;method for resolving conflict, or do the issues just keep&lt;br /&gt;getting swept aside? If fighting is part of how you deal with&lt;br /&gt;conflict, do you fight fair, or are you hurtful when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETTING GO OF ANGER &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one or both of you get angry, do you hang on to it, punishing your partner with it, or can you easily let it go? In healthy relationships, both partners are able to quickly move on, back into kindness and affection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRUST IN YOUR LOVE FOR EACH OTHER &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you each trust that the love is solid, even in very difficult times between you? Do you each know that you can mess up, fail, disappoint the other, emotionally hurt the other – and the love will still be there? Do you each know that the love is&lt;br /&gt;about who you are, not what you do? This level of trust is essential for a healthy relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISTENING, UNDERSTANDING, ACCEPTING AND LEARNING &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you each feel heard, understood and accepted? Can you share your secrets with your partner without fearing being judged? Are you each more interested in learning about yourselves and each other than you are in controlling each other? Is listening to each other with an open heart and a desire to understand more&lt;br /&gt;important than judging each other or defending yourselves? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEXUALITY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your sexual relationship warm and caring? Can you be sexually spontaneous? Can you talk with each other about what brings pleasure to each of you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREEDOM TO BE YOURSELF &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you each feel free to be all that you are? Do you each feel supported in pursuing what brings you joy? Does your partner feel joy for your joy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While some people may naturally be open, kind, affectionate, accepting, and emotionally responsible for themselves, most people need to heal the fears and false beliefs they learned in their families. Healthy relationships evolve as each person evolves in his or her ability to be loving to themselves and each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.innerbonding.com&lt;br /&gt;email margaret@innerbonding.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-2129461579411947219?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/2129461579411947219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=2129461579411947219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/2129461579411947219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/2129461579411947219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-blessed.html' title='I&apos;m So Blessed'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SdOPwV8JQyI/AAAAAAAAAT8/yn4huLfuE1s/s72-c/couple+sculpture.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-6604812182399604516</id><published>2009-03-29T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:08:38.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Ponderable Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sc_6K8nzaHI/AAAAAAAAATk/RnR3hergc9A/s1600-h/sunflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sb_EUonhPiI/AAAAAAAAATc/eL6b_4w_1wo/s200/ray-hunt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314181944100077090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEGENDARY HORSEMAN RAY HUNT DIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America's Horse, March 12, 2009 -- Editor’s Note: The name Ray Hunt is legendary. He took the mantle of natural horsemanship from the Dorrance brothers and spread it to a larger audience. He, in fact, was the first traveling clinician, taking his teaching methods on the road more than 30 years ago and continuing to teach through 2009 when he had a spring workshop scheduled at his Texas ranch. Today, however, we mourn the loss of a legend. Ray Hunt, in his late 70s, passed away March 12. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to describe Hunt is to let his words speak for themselves. What follows is an excerpt of a story published in the May 2002 American Quarter Horse Racing Journal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray Hunt has shared his equine philosophy and techniques around the world. In 2002, he presented a two-day clinic at New Mexico’s Sunland Park Racetrack and Frontera Training Center, focusing on gate-training young horses and correcting problem behavior in older runners. But whether it deals with racehorses or ranch horses, the advice was vintage Hunt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We’ve got to look at things a little more from the horse’s point of view,” Hunt said. “We’ve got to try to help him to learn to reach our goals.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunt worked with – instead of against – the horse’s natural sensitivities to pressure. He often pointed out that a horse can feel a single fly land on its body - so whips and chains aren’t necessary. He urged people to combine their knowledge and understanding of horses to create situations that increase the likelihood of the desired results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Make the wrong thing difficult and the right thing easy,” Hunt said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before a horse is even asked to enter the starting gate, Hunt established boundaries with the animal. While facing the horse, he applied slight pressure with the lead rope (enough to take out the slack) to encourage the horse to step forward. Hunt wasn’t talking about walking off – he was looking for the slightest clue that the horse was willing to move its foot. As soon as the horse shifted its body weight, Hunt released the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Think about controlling the feet and shifting the weight,” he said. “If you get the horse to move his weight, he has got to shift his feet, but I bet he doesn’t move his feet first. He shifts his weight, then moves his feet. He prepares his position, and then there’s a transition. Don’t try to get the horse to go without getting it ready.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the horse stepped as Hunt wanted, he was rewarded with a rub on the forehead. If the horse didn’t step forward, the pressure was applied again, but never in a tug-of-war fashion. This wasn’t a contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The horse doesn’t know what a contest is – what win or lose is – but the human does,” Hunt explained. “The first thing you know, you’ve got the horse contesting you – and don’t be surprised if he’s the winner. The horse doesn’t have any pride or ego – the two things that really get in a human’s way.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the horse stepped back, Hunt stepped back also, keeping the pressure steady but not increasing it. Hunt wanted to make the wrong thing difficult, not necessarily impossible. He stressed that the horse had a choice – he could do the right thing the easy way or do the wrong thing and face difficult consequences. In this case, the easy option was for the horse to simply take a step forward. But if he stepped back, Hunt went with him – if Hunt had stood his ground, when the horse hit the end of the line, the man would probably have had a fight on his hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get a horse in a starting gate – or to do anything else – he has to be prepared, to be ready to do it. The horse’s body gives all the clues to his readiness. Hunt compared the unprepared horse to a steel rod. Tense muscles, wide eyes and planted feet are signs of excitement that show the horse needs more time to relax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most horses that are not ready to accept the gate will walk up to the open stall, stop and shift their hindquarters out of line, making a smooth entrance into the gate impossible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunt suggested supporting the horse by twirling the end of the lead rope near or even tapping the horse’s hip to get the horse to line up. Then back the horse and approach the gate again to gauge the horse’s willingness. Don’t be surprised if you have to do this several times. As Hunt said, “It’ll probably take more than once but less than a million times.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other pearls of wisdom from Hunt: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Notice the smallest changes and the slightest tries.” &lt;br /&gt;“You direct the life in the horse’s body through the legs to the feet to the mind.” &lt;br /&gt;“Slow down so you can hurry up. In the end, it’s a good way. Speed ahead of accuracy is no good.” &lt;br /&gt;“You think you’ve got to hold the horse, but you don’t have to,” Hunt said. “You’ve got to have a feel – a feel following a feel, not pressure against pressure. That’s what happens in the starting gate, pressure against pressure. We don’t really think about it in that manner, but the horse does because he learns what he lives. He learned it the way he lived it.” &lt;br /&gt;“There has to be firmness and discipline. I’m responsible for running the show, and the horse is going to work for me. He’s going to go where I want him, but he’s not a slave. You make him want to do it. First thing you know, he’s your partner.” &lt;br /&gt;Hunt compared the human-equine relationship to a dance between a man and a woman: “If I was going to dance with a lady, I wouldn’t just grab her and say ‘We’re going.’ I’d get slapped,” Hunt said. “A lot of people don’t understand that you are trying to get the horse to turn loose in the same way. There’s a place in there where he turns loose and then you give. I feel of him, I feel for him, and we both feel together.” &lt;br /&gt;“I’m trying to get my idea to become the horse’s idea. It’s not like turning a dial that is going to work today. It’s what led up to today that you need to change. It’s the little things that make the difference.” &lt;br /&gt;"Keep in mind what you are working toward,” Hunt said. “You might not get him in (the starting gate) today, but when you feel he tries – which is a plus toward that – you can put him away. Quit on pluses, don’t quit on minuses. That’s negative; always quit on positives. He will never forget it. Build on positive things. When he finally wants to do things for you, that’s building confidence in him. By doing too much, you can take that confidence out. You’ve got to work from the horse’s point of view.”&lt;br /&gt;-- Excerpted from “Hunting for Help” by Jennifer K. Hancock in the May and June 2002 issues of The American Quarter Horse Racing Journal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-117198354177845090?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/117198354177845090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=117198354177845090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/117198354177845090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/117198354177845090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/03/weve-lost-great-one.html' title='We&apos;ve Lost Another Great One'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sb_EUonhPiI/AAAAAAAAATc/eL6b_4w_1wo/s72-c/ray-hunt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-6412579424397306199</id><published>2009-03-17T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:30:35.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day To Honor Our Forebears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sb_BS0sqr7I/AAAAAAAAATU/Pc_NGqZ-SLY/s1600-h/Irish+field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sb_BS0sqr7I/AAAAAAAAATU/Pc_NGqZ-SLY/s200/Irish+field.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314178614448271282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sb_BOOda68I/AAAAAAAAATM/2Zj0JkwD38M/s1600-h/Irish+cottage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sb_BOOda68I/AAAAAAAAATM/2Zj0JkwD38M/s200/Irish+cottage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314178535464299458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you all have a wonderful Saint Patrick's Day! &lt;br /&gt;May you also take a moment to reflect upon the lives of your ancestors, who most likely came to these shores without the proverbial two cents to rub together, and who perserved through hardships unlike anything we have ever known. Whether they were Irish or not does not matter. Just hold them in your hearts for a time, and send out a little prayer of thanks for all that they did to help themselves, and ultimately you, to have a better life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-6412579424397306199?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/6412579424397306199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=6412579424397306199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6412579424397306199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6412579424397306199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-to-honor-our-irish-forebears.html' title='A Day To Honor Our Forebears'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sb_BS0sqr7I/AAAAAAAAATU/Pc_NGqZ-SLY/s72-c/Irish+field.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-4696896633458052497</id><published>2009-03-05T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T13:39:16.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earliest domesticated horses dated 5,500 years ago!</title><content type='html'>WASHINGTON – People and horses have trekked together through at least 5,500 years of history, according to an international team of researchers reporting in Friday's edition of the journal Science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New evidence, corralled in Kazakhstan, indicates the Botai culture used horses as beasts of burden — and as a source of meat and milk — about 1,000 years earlier than had been widely believed, according to the team led by Alan Outram of England's University of Exeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is significant because it changes our understanding of how these early societies developed," Outram said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domestication of the horse was an immense breakthrough — bringing advancements in communications, transportation, farming and warfare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The research also shows the development of animal domestication and a fully pastoral economy may well be independent of famous centers of domestication, such as the Near East and China, Outram added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to dogs, domesticated as much as 15,000 years ago, and such food animals as sheep, goats and pigs, horses are relatively late arrivals in the human relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is not so much the domestication of the horse that is important, but the invention of horseback riding," commented anthropologist David W. Anthony of Hartwick College in Oneonta, N.Y. "When people began to ride, it revolutionized human transport."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For the first time the Eurasian steppes, formerly a hostile ecological barrier to humans, became a corridor of communication across Eurasia linking China to Europe and the Near East. Riding also forever changed warfare. Boundaries were changed, new trading partners were acquired, new alliances became possible, and resources that had been beyond reach became reachable," observed Anthony, who was not part of Outram's research team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some researchers believe this new mobility may have led to the spread of Indo-European languages and many other common aspects of human culture, Outram said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to carrying people and their goods, horses provided meat and even milk, which some cultures still ferment into a mildly alcoholic beverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date and place of horse domestication has long been subject to research, and the steppes of Central Asia and the Botai Culture have previously been suggested as possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the new report adds extensive detail to the tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outram's team developed a troika of evidence for horses being domesticated by the Botai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Studies of the jaws of horses from the site show tooth wear similar to that caused by bits in modern horses, an indication of riding. A 1998 paper by Anthony raised the possibility of such findings, but the new report is much more extensive and detailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• The leg bones of the Botai horses are more slender than those of wild horses, indicating breeding for different qualities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new way of measuring and analyzing horse leg bones "shows here for the first time that the Botai culture horses were closer in leg conformation to domestic horses than to wild horses. That is another first," Anthony said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• And complex studies of ancient ceramic pots from the location showed evidence they once contained mare's milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is, apart from being fascinating, something of a smoking gun for domestication — would you milk a wild horse?" said Outram. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony agreed: "If you're milking horses, they are not wild!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The invention of a method to identify the fat residues left by horse milk in ceramic pots is a spectacular and brilliant advance," he said of Outram's paper. "It is really important to be able to identify the fats in the clay pots as not just from horse tissue, but precisely from horse milk." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still today mares are milked in Kazakhstan and Mongolia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Kazakhs ferment it into a sour tasting and slightly alcoholic drink called Koumiss. It is clear that dated back at least hundreds of years, but beyond that no one knew. Who would have thought it was a practice that went back 5,500 years, at least," Outram said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new research was funded by Britain's Natural Environment Research Council, the British Academy and the U.S. National Science Foundation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Net: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science: http://www.sciencemag.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-4696896633458052497?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/4696896633458052497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=4696896633458052497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/4696896633458052497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/4696896633458052497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/03/earliest-domesticated-horses-dated-5500.html' title='Earliest domesticated horses dated 5,500 years ago!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-100517305753205620</id><published>2009-03-05T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:50:47.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And now for something completely different...</title><content type='html'>Here's a link to a very interesting article about a key difference between female and male brains and their response to stressors, such as starvation.&lt;br /&gt;{I'm a science nerd and I make no apologies, hee hee!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.livescience.com/health/090117-brain-starvation.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-100517305753205620?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/100517305753205620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=100517305753205620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/100517305753205620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/100517305753205620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-now-for-something-completely.html' title='And now for something completely different...'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-4614270625799442540</id><published>2009-03-04T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T08:39:03.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ancient Horse of the Vikings</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Today, I wanted to share with you a bit about a breed that is very close to my heart-the Norwegian Fjord Horse, naturally! &lt;br /&gt;In my upcoming blog posts, I hope to share more pictures and stories of my own personal Fjord adventures as my husband and I continue working with and training our young Fjord gelding.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sa6pOJdOFoI/AAAAAAAAARM/7FAp-iOjQ94/s1600-h/Norge+Fjord+stamp.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sa6pOJdOFoI/AAAAAAAAARM/7FAp-iOjQ94/s400/Norge+Fjord+stamp.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309367071238133378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sa6pA7miK_I/AAAAAAAAARE/o9NnHWVtv9o/s1600-h/Four+Fjords+pulling+sleigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sa6pA7miK_I/AAAAAAAAARE/o9NnHWVtv9o/s400/Four+Fjords+pulling+sleigh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309366844180802546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Fjord photo montage from NFHR website, featuring the lovely horses of members}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sa6oNMvkg8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/8qry-e9imeQ/s1600-h/beautiful+Fjord+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 82px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sa6oNMvkg8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/8qry-e9imeQ/s400/beautiful+Fjord+pic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309365955428910018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But for now, I would like to reprint this as per the Norwegian Fjord Horse Registry's gorgeous website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Norwegian Fjord Horse is one of the world's oldest and purest breeds. It is believed that the original Fjord Horse migrated to Norway and was domesticated over 4,000 years ago. Herds of wild Fjord Horses existed in Norway after the last ice age. Archaeological excavations at Viking burial sites indicate that the Fjord Horse has been selectively bred for at least 2,000 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The charming, gentle disposition of the Fjord Horse is its most outstanding quality. They are hardy, long lived, agile, sure-footed, and willing. They love attention, are "people oriented", and are happiest when they are working. They learn fast and have an amazing ability to retain what they have learned even after long periods of inactivity. Their cool temperament and graceful, balanced gaits both under saddle and in harness, make them the ideal family horse. They are used for schooling horses for the young or inexperienced rider, yet are large and powerful enough for adults to ride and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of their unique characteristics is that approximately 90% of all Fjord Horses are brown dun in color. The other 10% are either red dun, gray, white or "uls" dun, or yellow dun. The Fjord Horse retains the "wild" dun color of the original horse as well as the primitive markings which include zebra stripes on the legs and a dorsal stripe that runs from the forelock down the neck and back and into the tail. Dark stripes may also be seen over the withers. Red duns have reddish-brown stripes and body markings. Gray duns have black or very dark gray stripes and markings. The white or "uls" dun is a very light body color with black or gray stripe and markings. The yellow dun have a darker yellow stripe and markings, they may have a completely white forelock, mane and tail. The yellow dun is a very rare color in the breed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another unique characteristic of the Fjord Horse is the mane. The center hair of the mane is dark (usually black) while the outer hair is white. The mane is cut short so it will stand erect. It is trimmed in a characteristic crescent shape to emphasize the graceful curve of the neck The white outer hair is then trimmed slightly shorter than the dark inner hair to display the dramatic dark stripe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The head and neck should present an appearance of elegance without coarseness. The head is medium sized and well defined with a broad, flat forehead and a straight or slightly dished face. The eyes are large. Ears are small and alert. The neck of the Fjord is well muscled and crested. The body is short coupled with good depth, large heart girth, and well developed muscles. The legs are powerful, with substantial bone and excellent feet which are black in color. Fjords generally range in size from 13.2 to 14.2 Hands and weigh between 900 and 1200 pounds at maturity, with a few individuals ranging outside these measurements."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit the Norwegian Fjord Horse Registry website at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.nfhr.org&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-4614270625799442540?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/4614270625799442540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=4614270625799442540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/4614270625799442540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/4614270625799442540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/03/ancient-horse-of-vikings.html' title='Ancient Horse of the Vikings'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sa6pOJdOFoI/AAAAAAAAARM/7FAp-iOjQ94/s72-c/Norge+Fjord+stamp.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-7839268035914811972</id><published>2009-03-03T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:54:52.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea and Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sa2Izw1zkcI/AAAAAAAAAQs/u0NFpdXB4Nw/s1600-h/Devonshire,England.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sa2Izw1zkcI/AAAAAAAAAQs/u0NFpdXB4Nw/s400/Devonshire,England.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309049958604968386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I sit here enjoying my favorite cuppa, Devonshire English Breakfast Tea, I've noticed a snippet of inspiration to be found on the side of the box. &lt;br /&gt;It reads:&lt;br /&gt;"Far away there, in the sunshine, are my highest aspirations. I cannot reach them; but I can look up, and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead...."&lt;br /&gt;-Louisa May Alcott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Celestial Seasonings!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-7839268035914811972?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/7839268035914811972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=7839268035914811972' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7839268035914811972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7839268035914811972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/03/tea-and-inspiration.html' title='Tea and Inspiration'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/Sa2Izw1zkcI/AAAAAAAAAQs/u0NFpdXB4Nw/s72-c/Devonshire,England.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-3914267336480182246</id><published>2009-02-25T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T10:52:49.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>President Obama's Address to Congress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SaWS2cVMfwI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zSpYo83J-Wk/s1600-h/President+Obama+Addressing+Comgress+2-24-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SaWS2cVMfwI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zSpYo83J-Wk/s400/President+Obama+Addressing+Comgress+2-24-09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306809199941680898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...and if we do – if we come together and lift this nation from the depths of this crisis; if we put our people back to work and restart the engine of our prosperity; if we confront without fear the challenges of our time and summon that enduring spirit of an America that does not quit, then someday years from now our children can tell their children that this was the time when we performed, in the words that are carved into this very chamber, "something worthy to be remembered."  Thank you, God Bless you, and may God Bless the United States of America."&lt;br /&gt;-President Obama's Address to Congress 2-24-09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A link to the complete text:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.whitehouse.gov/the_press_office/Remarks-of-President-Barack-Obama-Address-to-Joint-Session-of-Congress/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-3914267336480182246?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/3914267336480182246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=3914267336480182246' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/3914267336480182246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/3914267336480182246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/02/president-obamas-address-to-congress.html' title='President Obama&apos;s Address to Congress'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SaWS2cVMfwI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zSpYo83J-Wk/s72-c/President+Obama+Addressing+Comgress+2-24-09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-2560045338524168618</id><published>2009-02-24T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T08:11:19.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Dreams Are Our Greatest Allies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SaRehX3R1OI/AAAAAAAAAP8/nWj_4Y2bgY0/s1600-h/LI+beach+dune.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SaRehX3R1OI/AAAAAAAAAP8/nWj_4Y2bgY0/s400/LI+beach+dune.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306470188383851746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a south shore beach on Long Island, my home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Hold fast to dreams for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.”&lt;br /&gt;-Langston Hughes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-2560045338524168618?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/2560045338524168618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=2560045338524168618' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/2560045338524168618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/2560045338524168618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/02/dreams-are-friends.html' title='Our Dreams Are Our Greatest Allies'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SaRehX3R1OI/AAAAAAAAAP8/nWj_4Y2bgY0/s72-c/LI+beach+dune.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-6045592807221318162</id><published>2009-02-22T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T09:42:28.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and My Boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SaGgTLTfiaI/AAAAAAAAANY/Cwcet4rDbPw/s1600-h/DSCN0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SaGgTLTfiaI/AAAAAAAAANY/Cwcet4rDbPw/s400/DSCN0057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305698087331662242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  had to post this picture of me and my favorite fuzzy boys! &lt;br /&gt;My sister Heather got the shot with my new Nikon that Ian gave me for my birthday.{Thank you, Ian, you are THE best hubby a girl could want!} &lt;br /&gt;I love these goofy ponies and feel so good when I get time to hang with them.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Spring!!!&lt;br /&gt;{Please pardon Sam's feet for I desperately need to trim them! It's on my list.}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-6045592807221318162?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/6045592807221318162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=6045592807221318162' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6045592807221318162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6045592807221318162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/02/me-and-my-boys.html' title='Me and My Boys!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SaGgTLTfiaI/AAAAAAAAANY/Cwcet4rDbPw/s72-c/DSCN0057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-6424188846622348116</id><published>2009-02-19T06:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:05:16.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love This Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SZ10xKAa-TI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KwmWKcJUi5E/s1600-h/NM+twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SZ10xKAa-TI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KwmWKcJUi5E/s400/NM+twilight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304524323960846642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Mexico twilight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You have striven so hard, and so long, to compel life.  Can't you now slowly change, and let life slowly drift into you...  let the invisible life steal into you and slowly possess you."&lt;/strong&gt;                                                                                    D.H. Lawrence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-6424188846622348116?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/6424188846622348116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=6424188846622348116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6424188846622348116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6424188846622348116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-this-quote.html' title='I Love This Quote'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SZ10xKAa-TI/AAAAAAAAANQ/KwmWKcJUi5E/s72-c/NM+twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-2582671057228799625</id><published>2009-02-17T08:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:52:34.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be back...</title><content type='html'>To those of you who read my blog, I do apologize for lack of new posts. I have been so busy, I don't even know where to begin. Between school, home, extended family, and raising a teenager, I'm so overwhelmed I want to cry!&lt;br /&gt;But, rest assured, I will add something soon. And know that I would much rather use my limited amounts of time to catch up on your life's adventures than to post on my own!&lt;br /&gt;So, you guys-please keep up the good work. Your blogs are an inspiration to me to keep my chin up and carry on! Whether it's Laughing Orca's tenacity, Fantastyk Voyage's courage, Pablo Neruda's World's soul, Hill Shepherd's amazing sense of history, Shaggy Shack's humor,or any other of the blogs I read but did not mention- you all add bright spots to my day, and I thank you sincerely!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-2582671057228799625?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/2582671057228799625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=2582671057228799625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/2582671057228799625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/2582671057228799625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/02/ill-be-back.html' title='I&apos;ll be back...'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-6012703075913920267</id><published>2009-01-28T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:53:38.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Spirit Horse Guide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SYB6uwdmCqI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aC4GuMMCD6U/s1600-h/wild+Fjords+on+nature+sanctuary+in+Holland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SYB6uwdmCqI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aC4GuMMCD6U/s400/wild+Fjords+on+nature+sanctuary+in+Holland.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296368105489304226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wild Fjord horses on a nature preserve in Holland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In me, there is an ancient and wild spirit horse, driving me forward, guiding me. She urges me on, to explore my world, never stopping for too long or allowing me to become too comfortable. The spirit horse is wise, and she knows what is significant in this fragile and transient lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;The spirit journey is the most important, yet often widely overlooked, part of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;To let go of the material trappings of this existence, and live truly and fully in one's own heart and mind, can be a frightening prospect for many. Yet, no other journey will take us to the richest, fullest versions of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is guiding you? Do you know where you are heading, what role you were meant to fill in your brief time here on Earth? What voice is speaking to you from deep within your heart and soul? What is it that you are meant to do? What gifts are you meant to share with the Universe around you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-6012703075913920267?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/6012703075913920267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=6012703075913920267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6012703075913920267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6012703075913920267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-spirit-horse.html' title='My Spirit Horse Guide'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SYB6uwdmCqI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aC4GuMMCD6U/s72-c/wild+Fjords+on+nature+sanctuary+in+Holland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-4820955777544008923</id><published>2009-01-20T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T07:27:23.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day Is Finally Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SXXqeGqBtzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/W61j2dK99wk/s1600-h/Barack+Obama+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SXXqeGqBtzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/W61j2dK99wk/s320/Barack+Obama+poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293394739947747122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud to be alive to see this day arrive. So many have suffered for so long under the suffocating, demoralizing and dehumanizing restrictions of racism. Maybe we can finally begin to realize that we are all one huge human family. We are all related- we are all in this together. We are all '"inextricably linked", black and white, Jew and gentile, Catholic and Protestant.'&lt;br /&gt;I wish our new president unbridled energy,strength and success in facing the incredible trials and tribulations that await him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-4820955777544008923?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/4820955777544008923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=4820955777544008923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/4820955777544008923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/4820955777544008923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-is-finally-here.html' title='The Day Is Finally Here'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SXXqeGqBtzI/AAAAAAAAAMg/W61j2dK99wk/s72-c/Barack+Obama+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-8596860634904944400</id><published>2009-01-19T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:52:20.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dream Is Alive Still</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SXSc235lhTI/AAAAAAAAAMY/QGmhBbHaFK8/s1600-h/MLK+jr+praying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SXSc235lhTI/AAAAAAAAAMY/QGmhBbHaFK8/s320/MLK+jr+praying.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293027928599528754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a world where they are judged, not by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen, Reverend, amen.&lt;br /&gt;May we all, one day, be so lucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-8596860634904944400?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/8596860634904944400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=8596860634904944400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8596860634904944400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8596860634904944400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/01/dream-is-alive-still.html' title='The Dream Is Alive Still'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SXSc235lhTI/AAAAAAAAAMY/QGmhBbHaFK8/s72-c/MLK+jr+praying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-162856526179871474</id><published>2009-01-15T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T05:49:33.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Man Winter With A Vengeance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SW89lDU1KlI/AAAAAAAAAL4/e0Jrue5F8VM/s1600-h/Deer+in+snowstorm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SW89lDU1KlI/AAAAAAAAAL4/e0Jrue5F8VM/s400/Deer+in+snowstorm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291515793940752978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bundle up, kids, it's gettin' ccccccccooooooolllddddddddd! Out here on Long Island it's gonna be a whopping 6 degrees F tonight, with a daytime high tomorrow of 13 F!  Bbbbbrrrrrrr! Everyone stay safe and warm, and remember to bring in all your little critters, if possible, and bed down those who can't come in nice and deep and warm tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest report from National Weather Service:&lt;br /&gt;*Winter Weather Advisory*  &lt;br /&gt;Statement as of 4:32 AM EST on January 15, 2009&lt;br /&gt;... Winter Weather Advisory now in effect until 4 PM EST this&lt;br /&gt;afternoon... &lt;br /&gt;The Winter Weather Advisory is now in effect until 4 PM EST this&lt;br /&gt;afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;Snow will rapidly become widespread this morning as low pressure&lt;br /&gt;slides south and then east of Long Island. The heaviest snow is&lt;br /&gt;expected between 10 am and 2 PM with the steady... accumulating&lt;br /&gt;snow quickly coming to an end during the afternoon. Total snow&lt;br /&gt;accumulations will range from 2 to 4 inches. A few areas in&lt;br /&gt;eastern Connecticut and eastern Suffolk County New York may&lt;br /&gt;receive up to 5 inches of snow accumulation. Gusty northwest winds&lt;br /&gt;will develop as the low departs which may cause reduced&lt;br /&gt;visibilities with blowing snow.&lt;br /&gt;Roads will quickly become slippery at the onset of precipitation&lt;br /&gt;as very cold air is in place over the region and the snow is not&lt;br /&gt;expected to melt on contact with roadways.&lt;br /&gt;These gusty northwest winds will also blast an Arctic airmass&lt;br /&gt;over the region... with sub zero wind chills expected both Thursday&lt;br /&gt;night and Friday night. Frigid temperatures will grip the area&lt;br /&gt;right through Saturday... so untreated roadways are expected to&lt;br /&gt;remain hazardous into the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;A Winter Weather Advisory means that periods of snow... sleet... or&lt;br /&gt;freezing rain will cause travel difficulties. Be prepared for&lt;br /&gt;slippery roads and limited visibilities... and use caution while&lt;br /&gt;driving.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;And this from Weather Underground:&lt;br /&gt;Dangerously cold weather will occur in the northern Plains and Midwest, where daytime highs will remain below minus 10 degrees in the coldest locations. Overnight lows will be even worse, with portions of Minnesota expected to drop into the minus 30s.&lt;br /&gt;Temperatures in the New England interior will also drop to similarly dangerous levels, especially from the Adirondacks in northern New York into Maine. Below freezing temperatures are anticipated into Florida, where overnight lows should remain just above the freezing level.&lt;br /&gt;Light to moderate snow was anticipated across the Northeastern interior, which combined with the frigid temperatures, could make travel conditions nasty from Ohio to New York.&lt;br /&gt;Just east of the northern Rockies, light snow was possible from Montana through western Kansas.&lt;br /&gt;West of the Rockies, a completely different story will shape up. With a surge of warm air rushing in from the south, the West will see another day of clear skies and likely record-breaking temperatures.&lt;br /&gt;Temperatures in the Lower 48 states on Tuesday ranged from a low of minus 41 degrees at Bigfork, Minn., to a high of 87 degrees at Santa Ana, Calif.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-162856526179871474?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/162856526179871474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=162856526179871474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/162856526179871474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/162856526179871474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/01/old-man-winter-with-vengeance.html' title='Old Man Winter With A Vengeance!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SW89lDU1KlI/AAAAAAAAAL4/e0Jrue5F8VM/s72-c/Deer+in+snowstorm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-5570703732965055294</id><published>2009-01-09T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T11:02:07.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration In The Oddest Of Places</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SWeJr7tH1aI/AAAAAAAAALg/y-8_iUXVu4I/s1600-h/Judas+Priest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SWeJr7tH1aI/AAAAAAAAALg/y-8_iUXVu4I/s400/Judas+Priest.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289347675224266146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been finding tiny moments of inspiration in the weirdest places lately. One of those moments took places a few nights ago, as I was driving out to do a pet sitting job. I was eastbound on Frowein Road, heading for my destination in East Moriches, 'Gateway to the Hamptons'. I turned the radio to 103.9 WRCN, our local rock and roll station, and what was playing was "You Got Another Thing Comin'" by Judas Priest. Now, I never professed to be much of a heavy metal fan. That's more the realm of my brother Tim, who is a brilliantly gifted and mostly self-taught bassist and guitarist. He has always been the 'metal-head' of the family. As for me, I've always been, much to the chagrin of said brother, a much more cerebral music afficianado. Back in the 80's, when Tim could be seen sporting spandex while thrashing on his ax, I was listening to the likes of David Bowie, ELO, the Moody Blues, Pink Floyd, and trying to learn to play the violin.&lt;br /&gt;Well, there I was cranking the radio when it hit me that there IS a bit of wisdom in those seemingly silly lyrics from my teenage years: &lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;             "One life, I'm gonna live it up&lt;br /&gt;              I'm takin' flight I said I'll never get enough&lt;br /&gt;              Stand tall I'm young and kinda proud&lt;br /&gt;              I'm on top as long as the music's loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              If you think I'll sit around as the world goes by&lt;br /&gt;              You're thinkin' like a fool 'cause it's a case of do or die&lt;br /&gt;              Out there is a fortune waitin' to be had&lt;br /&gt;              You think I'll let it go, you're mad&lt;br /&gt;              You've got another thing comin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              That's right, here's where the talkin' ends&lt;br /&gt;              Well listen this night there'll be some action spent&lt;br /&gt;              Drive hard I'm callin' all the shots&lt;br /&gt;              I got an ace card comin' down on the rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              If you think I'll sit around while you chip away my brain&lt;br /&gt;              Listen I ain't foolin' and you'd better think again&lt;br /&gt;              Out there is a fortune waitin' to be had&lt;br /&gt;              You think I'll let it go, you're mad&lt;br /&gt;              You got another thing comin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              In this world we're livin' in we have our share of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;              Answer now is-don't give in, aim for a new tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Oh so hot no time to take a rest yeah&lt;br /&gt;              Act tough ain't room for second best&lt;br /&gt;              Real strong got me some security&lt;br /&gt;              Hey I'm a big smash I'm goin' for infinity yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              If you think I'll sit around as the world goes by&lt;br /&gt;              You're thinkin' like a fool cause it's a case of do or die&lt;br /&gt;              Out there is a fortune waitin' to be had&lt;br /&gt;              You think I'll let it go, you're mad&lt;br /&gt;              You've got another thing comin' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As silly as it seems, it's words like these that best sum up how I am feeling about my life now. I am so incredibly driven to continue on in school and, for the first time in my life, I feel on top of the world. I am determined as never before to push and test the limits of my strength and intellect to accomplish what I never thought possible. In all areas of my life there "ain't no room for second best."&lt;br /&gt;I think we all could use a hard-driving kick in the ass to shake us up enough to realize our own possibilities: "Answer now is- don't give in, aim for a new tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;Amen, Mr. Halford, amen....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-5570703732965055294?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/5570703732965055294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=5570703732965055294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/5570703732965055294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/5570703732965055294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/01/inspiration-in-oddest-of-places.html' title='Inspiration In The Oddest Of Places'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SWeJr7tH1aI/AAAAAAAAALg/y-8_iUXVu4I/s72-c/Judas+Priest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-5382712881835262115</id><published>2009-01-01T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:54:22.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Ideas For The New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SV0fVWgFB5I/AAAAAAAAALY/YHa0919BfPI/s1600-h/LIFE-IS-SO-GOOD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 157px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SV0fVWgFB5I/AAAAAAAAALY/YHa0919BfPI/s400/LIFE-IS-SO-GOOD.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286415989280671634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My refusing to eat meat occasioned inconveniency, and I have been frequently chided for my singularity. But my light repast allows for greater progress, for greater clearness of head and quicker comprehension." Benjamin Franklin (Politician, writer, scientist; 1706-1790) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is only by softening and  disguising dead flesh by culinary&lt;br /&gt;preparation, that it is rendered  susceptible of mastication or&lt;br /&gt;digestion; and that the sight of its bloody  juices and raw horror does&lt;br /&gt;not excite intolerable loathing and  disgust."&lt;br /&gt;-Percy Bysshe Shelley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The thinking man must oppose all cruel  customs no matter how deeply&lt;br /&gt;rooted in tradition and surrounded by a halo.  When we have a choice, we&lt;br /&gt;must avoid bringing torment and injury into the  life of another, even&lt;br /&gt;the lowliest creature; to do so is to renounce our manhood and shoulder&lt;br /&gt;a guilt which nothing justifies."&lt;br /&gt;-Albert  Schweitzer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-5382712881835262115?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/5382712881835262115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=5382712881835262115' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/5382712881835262115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/5382712881835262115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2009/01/old-ideas-for-new-year.html' title='Old Ideas For The New Year'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SV0fVWgFB5I/AAAAAAAAALY/YHa0919BfPI/s72-c/LIFE-IS-SO-GOOD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-58900625651637534</id><published>2008-12-25T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T14:03:52.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SVP9l2Lr0ZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/samwSdHwwJU/s1600-h/RD+Fjords+pulling+sleigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SVP9l2Lr0ZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/samwSdHwwJU/s400/RD+Fjords+pulling+sleigh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283845614477234578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Duncan painting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wishing everyone a warm,safe and wonderful Christmas! &lt;br /&gt;Feliz Navidad! God Jul!&lt;br /&gt;And may 2009 soon bring us a year full, not only of promise, but of the realization of our hopes and dreams!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-58900625651637534?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/58900625651637534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=58900625651637534' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/58900625651637534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/58900625651637534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SVP9l2Lr0ZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/samwSdHwwJU/s72-c/RD+Fjords+pulling+sleigh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-7675654032181945840</id><published>2008-12-21T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T10:45:07.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Festival of Lights</title><content type='html'>A Safe And Happy Hanukkah To All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SU6OVtDuZII/AAAAAAAAAKg/SN_vgC0oCos/s1600-h/Hanukah+pic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SU6OVtDuZII/AAAAAAAAAKg/SN_vgC0oCos/s400/Hanukah+pic.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282315916475786370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanukkah, the Festival of Lights, is the eight-day holiday, celebrating the Jewish victory over the Greeks in the mid-second century B.C.E. The word ''Hanukah'' means dedication, which refers to the re-dedication of the Holy Temple after the battle. As the Jews prepared to re-light the Temple menorah -- or seven-branched candelabra -- they found that there was only enough pure oil to last one day. The miracle of Hanukkah occurred when the oil lasted eight days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanukkah 2008 Dates:&lt;br /&gt;Secular Calendar:&lt;br /&gt;December 21 (first candle) - December 28 (last candle)&lt;br /&gt;Jewish Calendar:&lt;br /&gt;25 Kislev - 2 Tevet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-7675654032181945840?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/7675654032181945840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=7675654032181945840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7675654032181945840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7675654032181945840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/12/festival-of-lights.html' title='Festival of Lights'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SU6OVtDuZII/AAAAAAAAAKg/SN_vgC0oCos/s72-c/Hanukah+pic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-5224901756302277385</id><published>2008-12-13T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:38:29.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Contemporary Artist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SUQb8fjR6MI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/MY4d24ZPvLM/s1600-h/Robert+Duncan+fjords.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SUQb8fjR6MI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/MY4d24ZPvLM/s400/Robert+Duncan+fjords.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279375389260638402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Duncan is a brilliant and gifted artist who is able to capture the spirit and spark of his subjects in a way few other painters can match.&lt;br /&gt;Please visit his website at www.robertduncanstudios.com   and you just may become as captivated as I. {He's even a fellow Fjord fan and owner!}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-5224901756302277385?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/5224901756302277385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=5224901756302277385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/5224901756302277385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/5224901756302277385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-favorite-contemporary-artist.html' title='My Favorite Contemporary Artist'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SUQb8fjR6MI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/MY4d24ZPvLM/s72-c/Robert+Duncan+fjords.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-1948718313944970837</id><published>2008-12-12T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:12:58.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheepish Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SUJhal4hF5I/AAAAAAAAAIw/XNa_70RSrRs/s1600-h/beautiful+sheep+book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SUJhal4hF5I/AAAAAAAAAIw/XNa_70RSrRs/s400/beautiful+sheep+book.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278888822705297298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of one day looking out the window of my humble little home on a few secluded acres to see the sight of- not only my contented horses grazing peacefully- but also perhaps a few Scottish Blackface ewes and their lambs. I have always loved sheep and hope to one day be able to spin their wool and allow my inner artisan to be released as I endeavor to create something beautiful, wonderful and hopefully functional.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-1948718313944970837?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/1948718313944970837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=1948718313944970837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1948718313944970837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1948718313944970837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/12/sheepish-dreams.html' title='Sheepish Dreams'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SUJhal4hF5I/AAAAAAAAAIw/XNa_70RSrRs/s72-c/beautiful+sheep+book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-541409628850188564</id><published>2008-12-09T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:16:45.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Touch Of Divinity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ST6LuD6gcsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GuF302s-Ehk/s1600-h/Andalusian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ST6LuD6gcsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GuF302s-Ehk/s400/Andalusian.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277809436765745858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are unknown worlds of knowledge in brutes; and whenever you mark a horse, or a dog, with a peculiarly mild, calm, deep-seated eye, be sure he is an Aristotle or a Kant, tranquilly speculating upon the mysteries in man.  No philosophers so thoroughly comprehend us as dogs and horses.  They see through us at a glance.  And after all, what is a horse but a species of four-footed dumb man, in a leathern overall, who happens to live upon oats, and toils for his masters, half-requited or abused, like the biped hewers of wood and drawers of water?  But there is a touch of divinity even in brutes, and a special halo about a horse, that should forever exempt him from indignities.  As for those majestic, magisterial truck-horses of the docks, I would as soon think of striking a judge on the bench, as to lay violent hand upon their holy hides."  ~Herman Melville, Redburn. His First Voyage, 1849&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-541409628850188564?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/541409628850188564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=541409628850188564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/541409628850188564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/541409628850188564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/12/touch-of-divinity.html' title='A Touch Of Divinity'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ST6LuD6gcsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/GuF302s-Ehk/s72-c/Andalusian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-5879576873847240132</id><published>2008-12-08T07:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T06:01:36.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Mexico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ST1Bwzw6HbI/AAAAAAAAAIg/aKqYzTZGDy0/s1600-h/Chama+NM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ST1Bwzw6HbI/AAAAAAAAAIg/aKqYzTZGDy0/s400/Chama+NM.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277446645132959154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ST08pxdHA6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/LJOKWbT7Jec/s1600-h/Chama+wildflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ST08pxdHA6I/AAAAAAAAAIY/LJOKWbT7Jec/s400/Chama+wildflowers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277441026695824290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chama, northern New Mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very young when I first fell in love with the idea of New Mexico as a place I would want to live. My Grandmother had just returned from a crosscountry trip, and had told me that she's never seen any place quite as beautiful or magical as New Mexico. There was something special about the Southwest, she said. It was just so different than anything she'd ever known here on the East Coast. She said she wished she could live there.&lt;br /&gt;I could understand her need for change. Most of her life had been filled with great hardship, having grown up a child of the Depression. She also endured a very abusive father, who blamed her for the accidental death of her younger brother. They never let her live it down, and the cruelty that was inflicted upon her by her parents forever fractured the amazingly talented and gifted person into whom she was meant to blossom.&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day I told my Mom that I had been thinking about New Mexico as a possible relocation spot when I graduate the R.N. program in 2010. She told me Grandma once bought property out there, but had to let it go when my Stepgrandfather became ill. I was floored! I never knew my Grandmother had actually  &lt;br /&gt;put her plan into action! I was so proud of her, even though she was not able to see it through. At least she dared to dream!&lt;br /&gt;I am a dreamer, but also a realist. We will explore the options, yet keep an open mind. Maybe we will find ourselves in the Land of Enchantment...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-5879576873847240132?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/5879576873847240132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=5879576873847240132' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/5879576873847240132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/5879576873847240132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-mexico.html' title='New Mexico'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ST1Bwzw6HbI/AAAAAAAAAIg/aKqYzTZGDy0/s72-c/Chama+NM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-3357285457250668163</id><published>2008-12-08T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T04:58:26.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are The Best Thing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ST04uIeCbeI/AAAAAAAAAII/p2bZYCZyREc/s1600-h/Ray+LaMontagne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ST04uIeCbeI/AAAAAAAAAII/p2bZYCZyREc/s400/Ray+LaMontagne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277436703546699234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found this man's work and I love it! What a great voice!&lt;br /&gt;This song is SO how I feel about my husband, Ian!&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vJ3xTjvj9tw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-3357285457250668163?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/3357285457250668163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=3357285457250668163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/3357285457250668163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/3357285457250668163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-are-best-thing.html' title='You Are The Best Thing!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/ST04uIeCbeI/AAAAAAAAAII/p2bZYCZyREc/s72-c/Ray+LaMontagne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-3235532724934531109</id><published>2008-12-06T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:13:35.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Great Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/STrc6HGRNCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uFCHsJ3zAiY/s1600-h/vintage+horse+and+lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/STrc6HGRNCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uFCHsJ3zAiY/s400/vintage+horse+and+lady.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276772804313822242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From time to time, people tell me, "lighten up, it's just a horse" &lt;br /&gt;or, "that's a lot of money for "just a horse". They don't &lt;br /&gt;understand the distance traveled, the time spent, or the costs &lt;br /&gt;involved for "just a horse". Some of my proudest moments have come &lt;br /&gt;about with "just a horse". Many hours have passed and my only &lt;br /&gt;company was "just a horse", but I did not feel slighted. Some of my &lt;br /&gt;saddest moments have been brought about by "just a horse" and in &lt;br /&gt;those days of darkness, the gentle touch of "just a horse" gave me &lt;br /&gt;comfort and reason to overcome the day. If you, too think &lt;br /&gt;it's "just a horse" then you will probably understand phrases &lt;br /&gt;like "just a friend", "just a sunrise" or "just a promise". "Just a &lt;br /&gt;horse" brings into my life the very essence of friendship, trust and &lt;br /&gt;pure unbridled joy. "Just a horse" brings out the compassion and &lt;br /&gt;patience that make me a better person. Because of "just a horse" I &lt;br /&gt;will rise early, take long walks and look longingly to the future. &lt;br /&gt;So for me and folks like me, it's not "just a horse" but an &lt;br /&gt;embodiment of all the hopes and dreams of the future, the fond &lt;br /&gt;memories of the past, and the pure joy of the moment. "Just a &lt;br /&gt;horse" brings out what's good in me and diverts my thoughts away &lt;br /&gt;from myself and the worries of the day. I hope that someday they &lt;br /&gt;can understand that it's not "just a horse" but a thing that gives &lt;br /&gt;me humanity and keeps me from being "just a woman". So the next &lt;br /&gt;time you hear the phrase "just a horse" just smile, because &lt;br /&gt;they "just" don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;-Author unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-3235532724934531109?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/3235532724934531109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=3235532724934531109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/3235532724934531109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/3235532724934531109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-great-poem.html' title='Another Great Poem'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/STrc6HGRNCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uFCHsJ3zAiY/s72-c/vintage+horse+and+lady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-7989624583366568621</id><published>2008-12-05T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:49:37.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Of My Favorite Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/STmh63rCJ8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/8CNXDrAyYTU/s1600-h/vintage+lady+w+horses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/STmh63rCJ8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/8CNXDrAyYTU/s400/vintage+lady+w+horses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276426471190177730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN OLD HORSEWOMAN&lt;br /&gt;Trudy Hatfield &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am an old horsewoman, I shall wear turquoise and diamonds and a straw hat that doesn't suit me.  And I shall spend my Social Security on sugar cubes and carrots, and sit in the alleyway of my barn and listen to my horses breathe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will sneak out in the middle of a summer night and ride the old sorrel gelding across the moonstruck meadow if my old bones will allow it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when people come to call, I will smile and as I walk past the garden to the barn and show - instead of flowers growing - stalls freshened with straw.  I will shovel and sweat and wear hay in my hair as if it were jewels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will be an embarrassment to all who will not yet have found the peace in being free to have a horse as a friend ... a friend who waits at the midnight hour with soft muzzle and a nicker and patient eyes for the kind of woman I will be when I am old!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-7989624583366568621?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/7989624583366568621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=7989624583366568621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7989624583366568621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7989624583366568621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-of-my-favorite-poems.html' title='One Of My Favorite Poems'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/STmh63rCJ8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/8CNXDrAyYTU/s72-c/vintage+lady+w+horses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-6117215093505564712</id><published>2008-11-28T11:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T12:01:41.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celtic Goddess Epona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/STBIhGfL02I/AAAAAAAAAHg/cTV-qMJbUkg/s1600-h/Epona+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273794897165144930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/STBIhGfL02I/AAAAAAAAAHg/cTV-qMJbUkg/s400/Epona+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epona was believed to be the Celtic goddess and protector of horses, ponies, donkeys and mules. She was also a fertility goddess. It was believed that Epona and her horses would guide souls in their after-life ride. Her name is derived from the Gaulish language and means "great mare".&lt;br /&gt;The Roman Cavalry also adopted the practice of worshipping Epona to protect their mounts. They would erect shrines within their stables,in her honor, and carry amulets in their saddle bags in the belief that this would carry them and their horses safely through battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invocation to Epona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hail, Mother of horses!&lt;br /&gt;Hail, Lady whose children&lt;br /&gt;Are the embodiment of the wind&lt;br /&gt;And come like fire and thunder&lt;br /&gt;Across field and plain.&lt;br /&gt;Carry us, Lady,&lt;br /&gt;As you carried our ancestors&lt;br /&gt;Across rivers and continents,&lt;br /&gt;As you carry our dreams&lt;br /&gt;And nightmares,&lt;br /&gt;Carry our wishes and hopes,&lt;br /&gt;Bear us to adventure&lt;br /&gt;And safely back home again,&lt;br /&gt;And may we never stop running&lt;br /&gt;Toward the far horizon&lt;br /&gt;Of possibility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-6117215093505564712?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/6117215093505564712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=6117215093505564712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6117215093505564712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6117215093505564712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/11/celtic-goddess-epona.html' title='Celtic Goddess Epona'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/STBIhGfL02I/AAAAAAAAAHg/cTV-qMJbUkg/s72-c/Epona+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-8654702226081492152</id><published>2008-11-28T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T06:48:28.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Scots Heritage</title><content type='html'>ancient Shaw tartan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS_psCS9dDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/lhBdhp1E1gw/s1600-h/ancient+Shaw+tartan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS_psCS9dDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/lhBdhp1E1gw/s400/ancient+Shaw+tartan.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273690631414051890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mother has always been fiercely proud of her Scottish heritage.I have started encouraging her to learn more about our ancestry. We visited Linville, NC this summer-home of the annual Grandfather Mountain Highland Games, and stopped in at a lovely Scottish heritage shop, where the gracious owner gave us a mini history lesson. We found our tartans, and that our Clan motto is 'Fide Et Fortitudine' meaning 'By Fidelity and Fortitude'.&lt;br /&gt;It's always been a family folktale that we are related to the great William Wallace; at least that's the reasoning behind the naming of my maternal Grandfather, William Wallace Shaw.&lt;br /&gt;We also discovered the Clan Shaw Society. This information is from their site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS_nXNjaGBI/AAAAAAAAAHI/CiN5EoRmdLA/s1600-h/Clan+Shaw+gathering.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS_nXNjaGBI/AAAAAAAAAHI/CiN5EoRmdLA/s400/Clan+Shaw+gathering.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273688074635319314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highland History &lt;br /&gt;The Shaws are an ancient Scottish clan, which played a considerable role in Highland history, and which traces its ancestry to the old Earls of Fife and thus the royal line of the Scottish kings. Initially, prior to the general adoption of surnames and, specifically, the use of the name Shaw for that purpose, the Shaws were the first Chiefs of Clan Mackintosh. The Clan name derives from Shaw "Mor" "Coriaclich", great-grandson of Angus (6th Chief of Mackintosh) and Eva (heiress of Clan Chattan (a large confederation of Highland clans)). By tradition, he led the Clan Chattan contingent to victory at the famed Clan Battle of the North Inch at Perth in 1396 and was, as a reward, given the lands of Rothiemurchus, which became the first "seat" of the Clan. He is numbered as our third Chief. The lands of Rothiemurchus (site of the well-known castle Loch-an-Eilean), were sold and lost to the Clan in 1539. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam (Ay) of Tordarroch, grandson of Shaw "Mor", was the progenitor of Clan Ay, or the Shaws of Tordarroch. The Tordarroch branch of the Clan became preeminent, acted for Clan Shaw and, at Inverness in 1543 and Termit in 1609, signed the Clan Chattan bands. They supported Montrose and raised the Shaw contingent in the Jacobite rising of 1715.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-8654702226081492152?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/8654702226081492152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=8654702226081492152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8654702226081492152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8654702226081492152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-scots-heritage.html' title='Our Scots Heritage'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS_psCS9dDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/lhBdhp1E1gw/s72-c/ancient+Shaw+tartan.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-8807143598764058558</id><published>2008-11-26T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T06:46:47.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Minds Who Actually Thought First...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2wfNl7fjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bIpZdtgQCcY/s1600-h/Leo+Tolstoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2wfNl7fjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bIpZdtgQCcY/s400/Leo+Tolstoy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273064788991901234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2Tu0qkhFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/N0iG6FmsJ0Q/s1600-h/Sir+Isaac+Newton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273033171341182034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2Tu0qkhFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/N0iG6FmsJ0Q/s400/Sir+Isaac+Newton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2TJme7DEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/FDgd0-4sGQc/s1600-h/da+Vinci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273032531879070786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2TJme7DEI/AAAAAAAAAGw/FDgd0-4sGQc/s400/da+Vinci.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2S9Fv7orI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mcvzuC_UJFg/s1600-h/Gandhi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273032316933612210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2S9Fv7orI/AAAAAAAAAGo/mcvzuC_UJFg/s400/Gandhi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2Rh1_fMvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/5b_EZQ_0O80/s1600-h/George+Bernard+Shaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273030749335794418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2Rh1_fMvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/5b_EZQ_0O80/s400/George+Bernard+Shaw.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2RYsQ4owI/AAAAAAAAAGY/yE_fVndLVpM/s1600-h/albert-einstein-who-says-the-class-clown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273030592105587458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2RYsQ4owI/AAAAAAAAAGY/yE_fVndLVpM/s400/albert-einstein-who-says-the-class-clown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous vegetarians&lt;br /&gt;by Dr. D. P. Atukorale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many people throughout the ages have made the decision to forgo red meat and it is fascinating to follow the evolution of the vegetarian life-style from ancient to modern times, noting the varied reasons famous vegetarians had for their eating styles.&lt;br /&gt;Gandi, the famous Indian leader and pacifist felt such a strong kinship with animal life he couldn't bear the thought of using innocent creatures for food. Said he: "To my mind, the life of a lamb is no less precious than that of a human being. I should be unwilling to take the life of a lamb for the sake of human body".&lt;br /&gt;In ancient Greece, Socrates and Plato taught that vegetarianism was the ideal diet. The Buddha in India and Mohammed in Arabia also advised against meat consumption.&lt;br /&gt;This diet also has been embraced by well-known artists, writers, and scientists including Leonardo da Vinci, Leo Tolstoy, Sir Isaac Newton, Ralph Waldo Emmerson, HG Wells, Upton Sinclair and Charles Darwin.&lt;br /&gt;Another legendary figure who was a vegetarian was Albert Schweitzer. Schweitzer echoed Gandi's philosophy when he wrote "There slowly grew up in me an unshakable conviction that we have no right to inflict suffering and death on another living creature unless there is some unavoidable necessity for it, and we aught to feel what horrible thing it is to cause suffering and death out of mere thoughtlessness". (Colman McCarthy, Washington Post 13 Jan. 1976 p19).&lt;br /&gt;George Bernard Shaw viewed meat consumption as "cannibalism with its heroic dish removed". He attributed his long productive life as a sociopolitical analyst and writer to this healthful diet".&lt;br /&gt;"I flatly declare that a man fed on whisky and dead bodies cannot do the finest work of which he is capable" he wrote "I have managed to do my thinking without the stimulus of tea or coffee". Shaw boasted that he felt seldom less than ten times as well as an ordinary carcass eater" (James P. Garret, "George Bernard Shaw", Vegetarian Times July/August 1977).&lt;br /&gt;Shaw felt so strongly about his vegetarian way of life that he published in 1918 "The Vegetarian Diet According To Shaw" in order to dispel the misconceptions about this dietary style. "An underfed man is no man who gets no meat or gets nothing but meat. He is one who does not get enough to eat, no matter what he eats.&lt;br /&gt;The person who is ignorant enough to believe that his nourishment depends on meat is in a horrible dilemma". Shaw further believed that naturally harvested foods continuously nourished the life force within him.&lt;br /&gt;He wrote "Think of the fierce energy concentrated in an acorn. You bury it in the ground and it explodes into a giant oak. Bury a sheep and nothing happen but decay".&lt;br /&gt;Philosopher Henry David Thoreau dedicated pages to the ideals of vegetarianism. He felt it is the destiny of the human in its gradual improvement to leave off eating animals as surely as the savage tribes have left off eating each other when they came in contact with more civilized (Barbara Sarkesian, Vegetarian Times December 1976/January 1977, 20) Thoreau, like Shaw, felt that avoidance of meat improved his artistic endeavors (Daniel Wesolowski, Vegetarian Times, November/December 1977, 39).&lt;br /&gt;In his masterwork, "Walden", he wrote, "I believe that even man who has ever been earnest to preserve his higher or poetic facilities in the best condition has been particularly inclined to abstain from animal food."&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the best inspiration for a person on the brink of "going" vegetarian is a pair of modern day meat shunners Helen and Scott Nearing. Both wrote several books on vegetarianism. Both reaped the health benefits of the practice of living long and productive lives. Scott lived to be a hundred and Helen is now in her nineties.&lt;br /&gt;Their meals consisted of wonderful concoctions of fresh fruits, whole grains, vegetable soups, nut butters and molasses. As newly weds in the thirties, the Nearings left busy city life and settled in the a rural area. Here they worked hard to become self-sufficient and rich "rich in fresh air, fresh water and sunshine".&lt;br /&gt;Growing themselves most of what they ate, the Nearings enjoyed a freedom that no one dependent on commercially packaged meals and other foods could imagine: the freedom of "being master of your own destiny" (Helen and Scott Nearing "Living the Good Life at 95" Vegetarian Times 23, 1978, 38-39).&lt;br /&gt;More recent vegetarians include well-known athletes, actors and musicians Oscar - winning Cloris Leachman attributed her youthfulness and vibrant health to her vegetarianism. The meat industry, she points out, has a very powerful lobby and its effects reach even our schools.&lt;br /&gt;You will rarely hear about the value of vegetarianism in school. Moreover people have been led to feel that eating chicken, bacon, eggs, sausages and steak is a sign of prosperity because they have been indoctrinated to believe this by the meat industry.&lt;br /&gt;Other vegetarian actors have included Dennis Weauer a veteran vegetarian over 20 years. James Coburn, Paul Newman, Cecey Tyson, Gloria Swanson and Susan St. James. Musicians include Bob Dylan, George Harrison, Paul McCartney, Ravi Shanker, John Denver and now Slim Chubby Checker and Gladys Knight.&lt;br /&gt;Susan Smith Jones, a health writer and a physical education instructor, incorporated vegetarianism into a holistic lifestyle including a ten-mile morning run and an hour of meditation every day. Susan says "If we don't take time for health, on whatever capacity that might be, we must take time for sickness".&lt;br /&gt;Even athletes who once believed that top performance required them to pump iron" into their bodies with massive amounts of red meat often end up turning to vegetarianism.&lt;br /&gt;These include vegetarian body builders like legendary Gilman Low who set nine world records in 1903 for his strength and endurance. Roy Hilligan the first vegetarian "Mr. America" and competitors including Ron Gleason a contender in the 1972 olympics.&lt;br /&gt;John Marino, a vegetarian athlete, set a trans-continental by cycling record in August 1978 riding after 3 years of training from Los Angeles to New York in just thirteen days one hour and twenty minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Describing his training he explained "the first step is detoxification of the body. Unnatural foods, chemicals, drugs, alcohol, artificial flavourings and preservatives bring on toxin build up in the body which can lead to disease, lethargy and in extreme cases-death.&lt;br /&gt;Our bodies are designed to consume organic foods in the natural state (Robyn M. Grasing, Vegetarian Times Jan/Feb 1979, 30-31).&lt;br /&gt;Another athlete who renounced meat is Norwegian Skier Arden Haugen, elected to the Skiing championships. Turning away from meat toward a diet of whole grain cereals and breads, vegetables, fruits and soy milk he upped his stamina and made breathing easier.&lt;br /&gt;Longer life, clearer thinking, optimum body performance and even creative inspiration have all been attributed by famous vegetarians to their eating style and if you follow their lead, you may not become as famous as these celebrity vegetarians but chances are you will reap similar physical, mental and emotional benefits.&lt;br /&gt;Reference : The Vegetarian Handbook by Gary Null. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-8807143598764058558?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/8807143598764058558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=8807143598764058558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8807143598764058558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8807143598764058558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/11/sir-isaac-newton-da-vinci-gandhi-george.html' title='Great Minds Who Actually Thought First...'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2wfNl7fjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bIpZdtgQCcY/s72-c/Leo+Tolstoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-199702675833267356</id><published>2008-11-26T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:33:35.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Poem That Sums It All Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2HPcCIf0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/lAQntgS3uJA/s1600-h/girl+hugging+horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273019438013644610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2HPcCIf0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/lAQntgS3uJA/s400/girl+hugging+horse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Someone posted this poem to the Barefoot list in which I belong and I wanted to share it with all of my fellow horse lovers. If anyone knows the author, please share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*The Warmth Of A Horse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When your day seems out of balance and so many things go wrong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When people fight around you and the clock drags on so long &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When some folks act like children and fill you with remorse &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go out into your pasture and wrap your arms around your horse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His gentle breath enfolds you as he watches with those eyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He may not have a PhD but he is oh so wise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His head rests on your shoulder, you hug him good and tight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He puts your world in balance and makes it seem all right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your tears will soon stop flowing, the tension will be eased &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nonsense has been lifted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are quiet and at peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when you need some balance from the stresses in your day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The therapy you really need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is out there eating hay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-199702675833267356?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/199702675833267356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=199702675833267356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/199702675833267356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/199702675833267356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-poem-that-sums-it-all-up.html' title='A Great Poem That Sums It All Up!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SS2HPcCIf0I/AAAAAAAAAF4/lAQntgS3uJA/s72-c/girl+hugging+horse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-8977533016106325778</id><published>2008-11-24T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T09:39:32.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vertigo</title><content type='html'>I was woken from a sound sleep early yesterday morning to the sensation of being whipped around my bedroom. It happened a few more times and my hubby took me to the ER. Doc said I am experiencing vertigo, and said I should follow up with my GP and a neurologist, which I am doing today and tomorrow. I stayed home from work today as I'm still pretty dizzy, despite the anti-vertigo meds.&lt;br /&gt;I have NEVER experienced anything even remotely like this in my life! I actually feel better if I sit up and stay relatively still. That's how I'm able to sit and type right now. But, I'm very tired and sleepy. But when I lie down the spinning is sometimes worse than if I'm upright.&lt;br /&gt;So weird. I hope I can get some answers soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-8977533016106325778?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/8977533016106325778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=8977533016106325778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8977533016106325778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8977533016106325778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/11/vertigo.html' title='Vertigo'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-8656593114606101119</id><published>2008-11-15T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T11:24:31.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Sweet Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SR8gVnu11WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VA1HNoekwww/s1600-h/0529081925%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268965644861560162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SR8gVnu11WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VA1HNoekwww/s400/0529081925%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been so busy with work, school, etc,that I don't have as much time to spend with 'the boys', Samsun, our Fjord, and Orion, our Shetland. I'm sure they don't mind as much as I do, as they are two adolescent boys who spend their days playing and hanging out together. They are such sweethearts though, and I do love to spend time with them. It's very therapeutic. There's nothing better than the sweet smell of a horse's breath, and the feel of a velvety muzzle against your cheek to cheer you up!  I love this pic of the boys, but please ignore all the poop piles. I really do clean up the paddock every day...really, I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-8656593114606101119?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/8656593114606101119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=8656593114606101119' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8656593114606101119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8656593114606101119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-sweet-boys.html' title='Our Sweet Boys'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SR8gVnu11WI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VA1HNoekwww/s72-c/0529081925%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-2074408096420286647</id><published>2008-11-14T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T11:25:58.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SR2S59dy-AI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zThOK9dVz3c/s1600-h/another+nurse+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268528663543085058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SR2S59dy-AI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zThOK9dVz3c/s400/another+nurse+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started my new LPN position at a doctor's office this Monday, and, knock on wood, it's been going okay so far. I am full of a kind of cautious, guarded optimism that goes hand in hand with years of experience out there in the work force. Office politics, petty rivalries, authority figures with God complexes...you know what I mean if you've spent even one minute at a job!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, this place seems pretty cool. It's only been three days so far, and I'm certain that there's plenty going on below the surface of things, but overall, they seem like a decent group of folks! It's a busy practice, but everyone seems cohesive and supportive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are even willing to work with my schedule come January as I complete the RN portion of my education. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am actually happy to be back on the front lines helping people. Funny thing is, I &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; dreamed of being a nurse as a kid. Being the feminist that I am, I thought it was such an outdated, old fashioned job so to speak. The idea of being the handmaiden to some male doctor just left me cold. I originally took the LPN school entrance exam to encourage my sister to give it a try as she'd been working as a nurses's aid and wanted something more. But I got accepted and she did not. Weird the way life turns out. It's like the things you're meant to do...they choose you, not the other way around. Nursing has chosen me, and I have done incredibly well academically- better than I'd done at anything in my whole life. My GPA is almost through the roof and I got into Phi Theta Kappa, the international honor society for 2 year schools.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, on my path I continue. I have dreams I never thought I'd have...finishing the RN, getting my Bachelor's Degree in Nursing/Science...and applying either to a graduate Nurse Practitioner program, or medical school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-2074408096420286647?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/2074408096420286647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=2074408096420286647' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/2074408096420286647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/2074408096420286647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-new-adventure.html' title='My New Adventure'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SR2S59dy-AI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zThOK9dVz3c/s72-c/another+nurse+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-1231964302032020770</id><published>2008-11-05T10:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T11:01:29.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Amazing Time to be an American</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id23"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SRHrqnGeGFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/O1zNFKXKnE4/s1600-h/President-elect+Barack+Obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265248556655974482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SRHrqnGeGFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/O1zNFKXKnE4/s400/President-elect+Barack+Obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id22"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am so glad that I'm an American.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id24"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With all that is wrong in our country and in the world, we are still a force to be reckoned with, and we CAN and MUST be a catalyst for change. And not just change as individuals, but as a whole. We are all connected, we are all family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id26"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The entire world watched as this great nation was able to reach out across party lines, and lift the cloak of racism to elect someone with the intelligence, heart, compassion, and diplomacy needed to lead this country. The energy that exudes Barack Obama is that of integrity, and that he will do his absolute best to lead this country through some dark times. It will not be easy or perfect, but I know he's in it for the long haul and I sense that his heart is in the right place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id25"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wish him and his administration luck, as they certainly have their work cut out for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-1231964302032020770?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/1231964302032020770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=1231964302032020770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1231964302032020770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1231964302032020770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/11/amazing-time-to-be-american.html' title='An Amazing Time to be an American'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SRHrqnGeGFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/O1zNFKXKnE4/s72-c/President-elect+Barack+Obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-6168081111225154428</id><published>2008-11-04T12:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:14:48.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sittin', Waitin', Wishin.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SRCtKTNW9II/AAAAAAAAAE4/EvhGjyRqhgU/s1600-h/Women+for+Obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264898356862710914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SRCtKTNW9II/AAAAAAAAAE4/EvhGjyRqhgU/s400/Women+for+Obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id109"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SRCsRaB4WFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2QoPfqPdKvo/s1600-h/Hebrew+Obama+sticker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264897379441072210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SRCsRaB4WFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/2QoPfqPdKvo/s400/Hebrew+Obama+sticker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id108"&gt;      ...with my fingers crossed...................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-6168081111225154428?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/6168081111225154428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=6168081111225154428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6168081111225154428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6168081111225154428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/11/sittin-waitin-wishin.html' title='Sittin&apos;, Waitin&apos;, Wishin.....'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SRCtKTNW9II/AAAAAAAAAE4/EvhGjyRqhgU/s72-c/Women+for+Obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-9104898622631612901</id><published>2008-11-04T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:06:14.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Great Site</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id99"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SRCq1mvrFgI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ElU2GjRBk-M/s1600-h/dressage+horse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264895802306401794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SRCq1mvrFgI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ElU2GjRBk-M/s400/dressage+horse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id96"&gt;As we wait to learn the fate of our nation, I would like to suggest you horse lovers visit a great site called the Ultimate Dressage Bulletin Board. It's wonderful place to discuss just about anything. There are so many intelligent and well read horse folks who show up, and many don't have anything to do with dressage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id97"&gt;So, check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ms__id98"&gt;www.ultimatedressage.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-9104898622631612901?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/9104898622631612901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=9104898622631612901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/9104898622631612901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/9104898622631612901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-great-site.html' title='Another Great Site'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SRCq1mvrFgI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ElU2GjRBk-M/s72-c/dressage+horse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-6232492569011573770</id><published>2008-11-03T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:28:26.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Out and Vote!</title><content type='html'>People, please exercise your rights as a citizen of this great nation. Make sure you get out and vote tomorrow! But please don't vote out of fear- vote with your hearts AND intellects.&lt;br /&gt;So, get out there to the polls tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-6232492569011573770?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/6232492569011573770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=6232492569011573770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6232492569011573770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6232492569011573770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/11/get-out-and-vote.html' title='Get Out and Vote!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-6017812946324160809</id><published>2008-11-01T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T06:48:03.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good, the Bad, and the Fugly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SQyNmuhV4rI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wVgMdoWikok/s1600-h/journeyeastsig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 118px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SQyNmuhV4rI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wVgMdoWikok/s400/journeyeastsig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263737760951689906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With all that is transpiring with our economy, and all the havoc being wreaked upon so many families in, not only the US, but the world, it is not a huge surprise that so many animals are being abandoned. Horses have been especially hard hit. The numbers of horses going to the livestock auctions and slaughter {to ultimately wind up as a meal on French dinner plate} has been increasing dramatically. There is someone who writes a blog called Fugly Horse Of The Day, and it's one of my favorites. Cathy calls it 'like it is' and is never one to sugarcoat things. She features stories concerning horses and their treatment that not only speak to the sad state of affairs for our animal friends , but to society as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out. Even if you are not a horse person, you'll find it interesting, educational, and just damn funny, too.&lt;br /&gt;www.fuglyhorseoftheday.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-6017812946324160809?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/6017812946324160809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=6017812946324160809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6017812946324160809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/6017812946324160809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-bad-and-fugly.html' title='The Good, the Bad, and the Fugly'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SQyNmuhV4rI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wVgMdoWikok/s72-c/journeyeastsig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-3834375260437677484</id><published>2008-10-31T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T09:07:45.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blessed Samhain To All</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SQsruOZZWZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ao1Qr2a3lbE/s1600-h/bonfire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SQsruOZZWZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ao1Qr2a3lbE/s400/bonfire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263348662651148690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this day also bring to light that magic and mystery that was once  a familiar theme in the lives of our ancestors. As this summer season draws to a close, may we take the time to peer through the 'thinning veil' to honor our ancestors for contributing to who we are, and for sharing with us their strength and wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;May your fires burn bright and may the warmth permeate every layer of your being so that you are reminded of the love that surrounds you and your cherished ones!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-3834375260437677484?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/3834375260437677484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=3834375260437677484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/3834375260437677484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/3834375260437677484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/10/blessed-samhain-to-all.html' title='A Blessed Samhain To All'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SQsruOZZWZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ao1Qr2a3lbE/s72-c/bonfire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-7840487814831114855</id><published>2008-10-30T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:42:10.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SQoMMV0TGaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/1HTCrh22z-0/s1600-h/black+cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SQoMMV0TGaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/1HTCrh22z-0/s400/black+cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263032520690309538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We recently added two beautiful black kittens to our family. Max and Molly are siblings that were born into a feral cat community cared for by a local feline rescue person, Karen. She works tirelessly to help sick, injured and abandoned cats and is an angel of mercy to so kitties in need.&lt;br /&gt;We are so glad we were able to take these babies in. They are so sweet and loving, though still slightly shy. They love to tear through the house making mischief and generally making a mess!&lt;br /&gt;But that's what kittens do, and they are so funny to watch. The only one NOT amused at the kitten antics is Aunt Mitzie, our 7 year old resident black and white lady. Mitzie was once an starved, abandoned kitten who had been dumped on my Mom's front step. We took her in, and boy, has she blossomed.&lt;br /&gt;We hope you all have a wicked and wonderful All Hallow's Eve. But please remember to keep your cats indoors to keep them safe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-7840487814831114855?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/7840487814831114855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=7840487814831114855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7840487814831114855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7840487814831114855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-almost-halloween.html' title='It&apos;s almost Halloween!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SQoMMV0TGaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/1HTCrh22z-0/s72-c/black+cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-8527631064763202218</id><published>2008-09-28T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T07:13:20.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and My Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SN-OM1cBhaI/AAAAAAAAADo/IPQXmty-C8g/s1600-h/Marie+and+Ian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SN-OM1cBhaI/AAAAAAAAADo/IPQXmty-C8g/s400/Marie+and+Ian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251072041691481506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of me and my dear hubby recently while out on our weekly walk through the Wertheim Nature Sanctuary in Brookhaven, New York.&lt;br /&gt;It's a lovely stretch of wilderness along the south shore of Long Island. The preserve is part of the National Wildlife Refuge system, and accommodates migratory birds along the eastern flyway that runs from the southern U.S and Mexico, straight up through Canada and beyond. It's a truly blessed place, and we love walking the 3 mile loop through the preserve. It reminds us of another of our favorite places- Assateague island, Virginia. The terrain is much the same, comprised of marshland, tidal plains, thick coastal forests, and  sandy beaches.&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds of different species of birds frequent the preserve, as do many other types of animals.&lt;br /&gt;The peace and serenity that abound in places such as Wertheim are worth our efforts to protect and preserve them for future generations of plants,birds, fish, animals and humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-8527631064763202218?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/8527631064763202218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=8527631064763202218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8527631064763202218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8527631064763202218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/09/me-and-my-best-friend.html' title='Me and My Best Friend'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SN-OM1cBhaI/AAAAAAAAADo/IPQXmty-C8g/s72-c/Marie+and+Ian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-7528884776170100738</id><published>2008-09-28T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:57:13.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Link To All Things Classical   [Riding, that is!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ms__id86"&gt;Please check out this great website chock full of informative information to help you along your horsemanship journey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.classicaldressage.co.uk/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-7528884776170100738?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/7528884776170100738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=7528884776170100738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7528884776170100738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/7528884776170100738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/09/wonderful-link-to-all-things-classical.html' title='Wonderful Link To All Things Classical   [Riding, that is!]'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-5565471134091179012</id><published>2008-09-23T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T07:26:31.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Now A Fjord Breed Ambassador!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SNj3v6ZQFRI/AAAAAAAAADg/0nEMV8zPzOM/s1600-h/NFHR+Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SNj3v6ZQFRI/AAAAAAAAADg/0nEMV8zPzOM/s400/NFHR+Logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249217768201393426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to have been accepted as a Norwegian Fjord Horse Registry breed     ambassador! I am ready to help new or aspiring Fjordhorse owners.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.nfhr.org/index.php?option=com_contact&amp;amp;catid=66&amp;amp;Itemid=63&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-5565471134091179012?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/5565471134091179012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=5565471134091179012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/5565471134091179012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/5565471134091179012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-now-fjord-breed-ambassador.html' title='I Am Now A Fjord Breed Ambassador!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SNj3v6ZQFRI/AAAAAAAAADg/0nEMV8zPzOM/s72-c/NFHR+Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-2732058345178331322</id><published>2008-09-12T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T06:18:10.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Adventure</title><content type='html'>I am about to start trimming my own horses'  feet. I have been reading and watching all that is available on the subject, have purchased the tools and a fancy new hoofstand and am ready to start! I am scared of making mistakes and inadvertently  hurting my boys, so I will be proceeding VERY cautiously.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that anything we can do to add to our rich and dynamic relationships with our horses is certainly worth the effort. They do so much for us;  we can at least TRY to repay the kindness. And  that involves trying our best to understand what it is they truly need to live as natural and healthy a life as possible.&lt;br /&gt;I particularly like the trimming ideas and styles of Paige Poss and Kim Cassidy. Both have wonderful online resources. I would like to take clinics in the future and really learn as much as I can.&lt;br /&gt;I will post pics of my endeavors as I take them.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;IN case you also have an interest, here are the links to what I have found exceptionally helpful:&lt;br /&gt;                Kim Cassidy       http://www.clickandtrim.com/   &lt;br /&gt;                Paige Poss          http://www.ironfreehoof.com/top.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-2732058345178331322?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/2732058345178331322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=2732058345178331322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/2732058345178331322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/2732058345178331322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-adventure.html' title='A New Adventure'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-9080251303105454691</id><published>2008-09-09T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T12:39:35.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Raining Cats and Dogs Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SMbPHFzJD7I/AAAAAAAAABw/yC0WKr9m3XE/s1600-h/Sam.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SMbPHFzJD7I/AAAAAAAAABw/yC0WKr9m3XE/s320/Sam.BMP" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244106536842235826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's picture of my sweet boy Samsun taken on a lovely summer day. But today it's pouring rain, with thunder and lightning!&lt;br /&gt;The horses are resting in their sheds peering out at the rain, waiting for a break so they may return to playing with and grooming each other.&lt;br /&gt;I love thunder storms. The world scurries for shelter and all becomes quiet, except for the sounds of nature. It's such a great time to sit out in the barn with the horses, listening to them chew their hay and ponder the 'meaning of life'.&lt;br /&gt;It is so important for us to take the time to reflect, and to evaluate all that is right in our worlds and figure out ways to eliminate what is not right for us, and figure out ways to get closer to the paths we are meant to walk. Easier said that done, I know, but so well worth a try!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-9080251303105454691?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/9080251303105454691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=9080251303105454691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/9080251303105454691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/9080251303105454691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-raining-cats-and-dogs-today.html' title='It&apos;s Raining Cats and Dogs Today!'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SMbPHFzJD7I/AAAAAAAAABw/yC0WKr9m3XE/s72-c/Sam.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-3369214472684098193</id><published>2008-09-08T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:32:11.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Samsun and Orion Chilling Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SMWZOqVh2aI/AAAAAAAAABo/z7KTCHb2P4Y/s1600-h/Samsun+n+Orion"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SMWZOqVh2aI/AAAAAAAAABo/z7KTCHb2P4Y/s320/Samsun+n+Orion" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243765818304616866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a recent picture of my two beautiful boys.&lt;br /&gt;Samsun is a 4 year old Norwegian Fjordhorse gelding, and Orion is a 5 year old Shetland cross gelding. Not the most complimentary of Orion, I know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-3369214472684098193?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/3369214472684098193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=3369214472684098193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/3369214472684098193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/3369214472684098193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/09/samsun-and-orion-chilling-out.html' title='Samsun and Orion Chilling Out'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SMWZOqVh2aI/AAAAAAAAABo/z7KTCHb2P4Y/s72-c/Samsun+n+Orion' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-1733750554941387481</id><published>2008-09-04T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T06:37:53.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A While</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So much has happened in the last few months that it's been difficult to write.&lt;br /&gt;So much I still have to accomplish. Chores, bills, school, responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;But my horses carry me through. They are the eternal thread that stretches along through the course of my life, holding it all together. They inhabit my heart and soul, like some sort of spirit guides. They let me know when I'm off course. They reflect back to me whatever it is I'm experiencing emotionally, spiritually, good or bad.  I am learning that I must be true to my emotions and to be present in every sense of the word when I' m around my horses. They live in the 'here and now' and I must learn to adopt this way of being to be successful with my interactions with them, and the world. We only have this moment, and it can be gone in a flash. We must learn to embrace every second as the precious gift it truly is, and revel in it. Reunite yourself with your 'childish innocence and enthusiasm'.  Let go of the trivialities of this world.  Embrace the wonder and magic that it  this earthly existence.  I know this is all easier said than done...or is it? &lt;br /&gt;Next time you are with your horses, simply enjoy being with them.  Stand with them, breathe as they breathe. Inhale the  fragrant scent of contented horses;  feel the warmth they exude, the power just beneath their skin.&lt;br /&gt;Just BE...don't do, don't think. Allow yourself to FEEL what it's like to just be with them and experience for a while the joy of peaceful non-striving, non-achievement.  Reconnect with the gratitude in your heart for all you have been given, all the gifts that are yours and yours alone.  And moments like this are among those gifts. We just have to slow ourselves down long enough to notice them and appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-1733750554941387481?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/1733750554941387481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=1733750554941387481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1733750554941387481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/1733750554941387481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-8628704286419318732</id><published>2008-07-09T10:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T11:09:37.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will peaceful coexistence ever reign supreme?</title><content type='html'>My thoughts today center around the fact that there is so much anger, violence and negativity generated and perpetuated in our world today. So many people suffering, so many animals suffering from the "runoff" of that misery.&lt;br /&gt;What can we do, as a species, to change the tide of this seemingly universal anguish?&lt;br /&gt;I could write a book on the myriad of reasons I think things are the way they, but, for now, what do you do in your day to day life to effect a difference in your corner of the globe?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's as simple as recognizing what you DO have, and holding the feelings of appreciation in your heart every morning as you start your day. I have been especially struck the last few days with how fortunate I am to be surrounded by as many loved ones as I am. My incredible son and my amazing husband. Our sweet, wonderful animal family. Our relative health and well-being. The fact that we live in the USA, and enjoy the freedoms that, in some parts of the world, would get you killed!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we can try to fit in one thing a day to make the world a better place for someone around you. Bring in the mail for and spend a few minutes chatting with a lonely neighbor. Give an elderly person a ride to the doctor. Hold the door for someone. Let a few more cars out ahead of you in traffic. Smile when someone looks your way.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you could send a few bucks to your local humane society, or volunteer a few hours there just helping out, giving a little love to a doggie or kitty who has no family.&lt;br /&gt;I know I originally said the this blog was to explore the dynamic relationship we humans have long had with horses, but this topic relates to so much that could use "fixing" in this world. The thought that what we do DOES affect those around us. And that we humans bear the greatest burden for trying to "get it right".&lt;br /&gt;As this relates to horses, it DOES absolutely matter regarding the decisions you make concerning your horses. They are amazingly sensitive, emotional creatures, and should not be treated like mindless machines. So often people do what they will with and to their horses with very little regard for the horses feelings.  Mares are bred for the sheer fact that they possess a uterus, with little regard to the care required by the subsequent foal. Horses are shown and competed at sports to which they are not particularly suited, and when said horse breaks down, they more often that not, make their way onto a dinner plate in France.&lt;br /&gt;What I'm saying is that we humans need to be so much more cognizant of the fact that we cause so much pain and suffering, not only to our own species, but to the rest of the animal kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;Please stop before you breed that mare, or let your dog or cat have a litter.&lt;br /&gt;Think about the possible ramifications of your actions on those around you. &lt;br /&gt;You aren't the only one with needs and desires.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-8628704286419318732?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/8628704286419318732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=8628704286419318732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8628704286419318732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/8628704286419318732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/07/will-peaceful-coexistence-ever-reign.html' title='Will peaceful coexistence ever reign supreme?'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1181378482294311587.post-5468680525199030355</id><published>2008-07-05T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T14:16:35.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey through the Mists of Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Welcome to the inaugural page of my new blog  " Spirit of the Horse".  I would like to extend an invitation to you to join me as we take an emotional and spiritual trail ride back through the depths of time to explore our relationship with this most amazing and glorious of creatures, the horse.&lt;br /&gt;I will also, from time to time, explore current themes and issues concerning horses, including the good, the bad, and the downright ugly.&lt;br /&gt;My goal to expand the human consciousness in regard to our relationships with horses, in an attempt to improve society's awareness of all that horses have historically sacrificed for us, and the benefits our species has enjoyed because of it.&lt;br /&gt;I will attempt also to highlight ways that we may become champions of the horse, and hopefully be able to improve the lives of the horses around us...and in turn, we will improve our own lives as well.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll join me as we explore our ancient relationship with the Horse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1181378482294311587-5468680525199030355?l=spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/feeds/5468680525199030355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1181378482294311587&amp;postID=5468680525199030355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/5468680525199030355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1181378482294311587/posts/default/5468680525199030355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spiritofancienthorses.blogspot.com/2008/07/journey-through-mists-of-time.html' title='Journey through the Mists of Time'/><author><name>FjordWoman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06123064829132991154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RSyRg1iWjzE/SpVLNHB4SqI/AAAAAAAAAcM/EP28GUikH2c/S220/Ian+and+Marie+at+Deanna%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
