The journey of a thousand miles starts with a single step.

Looking back at 4H, it reminds me of the simple things and putting it all into perspective.  Like raising a calf for auction;  It takes a lot of hard work, a lot of commitment and a whole lot of love.

If you get lost and you loose track of  those things,  you loose track of yourself and I have defiantly have lost track along the way.   Life is like a long road.... you just got to keep going straight.  Man there are a lot of turns and I have taken quite of few of them... and I'm just trying to get back on a straight road.  

              A LOSS by Carlos Castano {click to listen}       

Again, at a loss for words.

It’s funny to own a space where thoughts are expected to come. To overcome. To reveal, and sometimes, to conceal.

There are far and too few of these beautiful moments.

Again, at a loss for words.

To sit in a room full of comings and goings, and never knowing when to say stop, or go, or just a little bit more.

There are far and too few of these beautiful moments.

Again, at a loss for words.

Belief in the right things at times unexpected. Fill a wall with ideas of yesterday’s lunch and last night’s worries- to a fault, to never forget, to always remember.

There are far and too few of these beautiful moments.

Again, at a loss for words.

Spread out like children on a field of half-dreaming, and half God-moments. God love. God safety. Nothing like the unmistakable feeling of face-first into madness. Guided and mapped out clarity.

There are far and too few of these beautiful moments.

Again, and again, and again a loss for words.

I am everything I always dreamed I would be. Sometimes more, often less, but never lacking. I am sure that this is exactly how it was meant to play out.

There are far and too few of these beautiful moments.