Dont Let the Lights Go Out
The words from the holiday song “Dont Let the Lights Go Out by Peter, Paul and Mary, were echoing through my head. I searched in vain throughout Butte today apres ride on Alle to secure some Channukah candles. The tour included Albertson’s who’s manager informed me that even in Helena and Billings, not a one. Apparently, no shipments to the state she knew of. Even Walmart came up a goose egg.
Since Channukah starts sundown Tuesday, December 4 , I enlisted the assistance of our great friend and business associate in California, Al who’s fed-exing a few boxes post haste. Yay Al, since I was hoping I wouldnt have to rely on memories of Channukah-past. He has family in Billings as well, so he just laughed when I called him about my quandry. If anyone in the Montana blogosphere knows where I can put my mitts on these, do post a a montana musing.
Channukah means “dedication” because it marks the re-dedication of the Temple after its desecration under Antiochus IV. Spiritually, Hanukkah commemorates the Miracle of the Oil. According to the Talmud, at the re-dedication of the Temple in Jerusalem following the victory of the Maccabees over the Seleucid Empire, there was only enough consecrated olive oil to fuel the eternal flame in the Temple for one day. Miraculously, the oil burned for eight days - which was the length of time it took to press, prepare and consecrate new oil.

I made up my own Jeff Foxworthy-ism while I was driving around.
If you cant find Channukah candles, you might live in Montana.
and then one that he actually did say
If there are 7 empty cars running in the parking lot at Wal-Mart at any given time,
you might live in Montana.
I laughed since I know I witness that regularly.
Yesterday’s ride had us at Patrick’s arena so Dan could work bison. It was however an awesome breakthrough for me, more mentally. We were working Picken at a lope in small and large circles mostly for my balance and her softness. I found that some of the tips he was giving me, just clicked real well. Patrick and I decided that since Picken and I’ve been riding out alot, to stay in his large arena and play/practice while the boys worked the bison.
They went out to gather the bison for their “snack” prior to working them and of course Picken was more interested in being with the other horses and critters so everytime I loped her and then loped her straight across the arena, I could feel her pushing ever so slightly! towards the round pen where the boys were. So I’d take her up there and lope her harder, and then give her the opportunity to soften when I took her back down the arena and continue. I was going to call it good when she softened nicely and watch them, but I figured if we stood up by the gate , that’d negate everything I just did. So I took her out at the far end of the arena; she even helped me with the gate and off we rode. So it was a great combination of arena work and outside work.
When I returned as Patrick and Dan were finishing, what Patrick pointed out was “you came up with a plan all on your own”… And that really what I’m working towards; to have these tools (magic bag of tricks) that Patrick’s drilled into me, be automatic so when we’re out there and she’s in OTTB mode, I’m not thinking “oh no, now what do I do, but rather dip into my toolkit. When we ride out, and I feel her motor revving.. my mantra becomes “I have tools”.. and it oddly relaxes me.
I had a similar experience later that day with some programming I’m working on; two months ago, it totally eluded me and this day, it clicked. But fear not, whether it’s running a b&B, having horses, whatever you have passion for and keep wanting to get better at, you get to the next level, and once again, are eluded. Then the light goes on
But that’s part of the journey… gotta enjoy the ride.(literally and figuratively). Trot on friends, trot on.
























