Aldous Huxley once said “man's memory is his private literature”
Road trips are filled with abundant memories, volumes of fine literature. With this blog I will share some of the fun, wacky, and inspirational things I have learned from all the miles chasing to the next horse show.
One of the great gifts I have learned from the road is the windshield is my therapy; it pulls you into the future revealing nature at its finest. A fully acclimatized ride of ever changing landscapes and weather, miraculous mixtures of color and texture surrounding you as you excel forward in this machinery designed to take you from A to B.
Infrastructure abounds in endless displays of people’s needs being met by creative minds that form these objects of convenience. It all is so amazing, Roads, electricity, cell phones, plumbing, and this computer I am relaying my thoughts on as my husband drives us through Texas. Even the poorest among us are more privileged than kings and queens were just a century ago.
Passing people, I see different emotions on their faces, revealing their inner dialogue. I catch myself thinking my god why aren’t we always happy, just look around us everything is perfect. There is nothing wrong out there, we create wrong in here.
Mary Wortley Montagu once said “my chief study all my life has been to lighten misfortunes and multiply pleasures, as far as human nature can.”
So as I literally am being escorted down this highway of life I think of Dave Stamey one of my favorite cowboy songwriter, a line in one of his song s states, “the windshields bigger than the mirror.” I love that line. It says to me, just keep looking forward its much bigger and brighter, and when you do look in the mirror, remember how small it really is. We can never have a better past, it’s all behind us. The windshield is a 3X5 masterpiece.
Enjoy the ride,
Danna
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