If there’s one quality a horseman absolutely MUST have, it’s patience.
If horses don’t teach you anything else, they’ll teach you that.
Whether you like it or not.
Horses don’t know what a clock is.
They don’t give a damn about your schedule.
Or your big plans.
They live in the right now.
Horses do what it’s time to do when it’s time to do it, and it takes whatever time it takes for it to get done.
Everything that’s important to do has to be done when it’s time to do it.
Not sooner.
Not later.
That’s a good thing to know.
You can’t plant your garden in the middle of January because that’s when you have spare time, or wait until August then fertilize the hell out of it, water it incessantly and expect a harvest a couple weeks later.
It isn’t going to happen.
No matter how much you beg, plead, yell, swear, shout or pout.
You have to plant when it’s time to plant.
That’s all there is to it.
Everything that’s important takes whatever time it takes.
If it takes a woman nine months to have a baby, can you put nine women on the job and do it in one month?
Life takes the time it takes.
Not one moment more or one moment less.
You might as well get used to the idea.
sj
A Hundred and One Times
A hundred times I told her that I loved her.
Each and every time my love declined.
You might think I might disdain repeating
She’s always in my heart and on my mind
But today if once again I tell her
All of her resistance may be outdone
And so today if I should chance to see her
I’m going to make it one hundred and one.
A hundred and one times “I love you”
To tell her I still care
A hundred and one times “I love you”
And I’ll always be there.
A hundred and one times “I love you”
What else can I do?
A hundred and one times “I love you.”
My love’s still strong and true.
One day she may come to need and want me
Know that I’m the one she’s looking for
Chide herself for taking me for granted
Long to hear the words she spurned before
I will not abandon or forsake us
Whether out of pain or fear or pride
I want to be what only love can make us
And these words may one day turn the tide
A hundred and one times “I love you”
To tell her I still care
A hundred and one times “I love you”
I’ll always be there.
A hundred and one times “I love you”
What else can I do?
And if that won’t convince her
If that won’t convince her,
There’s only one thing left for me to do
I’m gonna make it
A hundred and two.
4 comments:
SJ OK OK OK....it's the weekend, can we hear the songs yet?
Lori
Spartacus Jones -
This is so great. At work, I spend half my time herding cats, and the other half explaining why X must wait for the right time and place, and why the Mongolian Herd plan (just throw more stuff at a problem) doesn't work. In real life? You have it completely right (as usual - how annoying of you!).
Lori - You are the queen of irony!Baha. OK. I want to hear the clips too.
FYI , and now you have another advocate for your radical Presidential Campaign. My friend Sindy saw your comment on the homeless, and will vote for you (for the record, her most recent favored candidate was her beagle).
Working on it, Lori.
:)
I take no credit for the insight, Coyote. Took me a while to learn it. Pretty sure my pony thought I was incredibly thick.
Glad to have Sindy's vote. Her beagle can be VP. Make a better one than that miserable excuse for a human being, Cheney.
sj
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