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Life in the Driver’s Seat April 18, 2014

Filed under: Man's Best Friend — Wiley Schmidt @ 9:58 pm

Wiley Schmidt:

There is power in the written word.

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Dreaming While Driving If you ask me, making the impossible possible seems a lot more attainable than it used to. Entire libraries have taken to tiny personal devices, televisions keep getting bigger, and computers keep getting smaller. Creative innovation never goes out of style, but its darned trendy right now. Heck, I’m starting to think people may find a way to make pigs fly in my lifetime.

So why not dream big? “Like pioneers on the trail, we will learn to live by our own lights and the stars of heaven, for that is all we need,” Breathnach write. My stars point north toward a whole host of possibilities. The world is my dog park, full of fun and opportunity.

That’s why I think I go into opportunity overload when I stop and think about what skill I would choose to master above all others. Sure, there’s obvious things like winning awards for agility…

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Sweet Sixteen: A Day to Remember April 17, 2014

Filed under: Man's Best Friend — Wiley Schmidt @ 9:42 pm

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Funny. This was the daily prompt again yesterday. :)

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I find inspiration in the oddest things.

Today is frigidly cold in Wisconsin, and I found myself seeking thoughtfulness in my (albeit brief) time outside. Nothing came to me.

Today was Inauguration Day, so I was sure I’d find something to say about politics. Yet I’ve got nothing political to say.

But like the man for whom today was named Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. said “faith is taking the first step even when you don’t see the whole staircase.”

So I find today’s source of inspiration interesting based on my journey with Simple Abundance, which challenges that today, I should “be willing to believe that a companion Sprit is leading (me) every step of the way, and knows the next step.”

Today I challenge myself to be a dreamer, a version of me traveling through time with a companion sixteen-year-old self who ironically knows what is coming.

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God Will Provide

I certainly didn’t want to be the one to say it. Which is a good thing because I physically can’t. But dad can. Yet I know he never would even if maybe he should. Or maybe he would and just has opted not to. Yet.

Well today fate intervened. It made it possible for neither of us to say the thing we’ve both been thinking but couldn’t say. Mom’s wardrobe needed a boost. There, now I’ve officially said it. And please don’t misunderstand – I mean no disrespect. My dear forever mom has always been trendy as far as I can tell. I have absolutely no expertise in the area of people fashion, but I know she generally kept up with the trends.

Yet over the last year and a half or so I’ve noticed she started caring a lot more about others than herself. The bags filled with things for me were gradually replaced with things for my dear little Carter, and the bags filled with things for herself became few and far between. Just the other day, she and dad came home from what appeared to be a shopping excursion with a whole bunch of new clothes for Carter. Think with the Heart

I find it the slightest bit infuriating since I know how quickly he is growing out of things, but I digress. Because today fate intervened. My mom had a friend over to spend some time with baby Carter, and that friend came bearing gifts. I could tell she didn’t think they were anything special. But to my mom they were gold. All kinds of beautiful sweaters and shirts that I know she never would have bought for herself under our current circumstances.

They were headed for a donation to the thrift store, but instead ended up in mom’s closet. She took every one, and she seems downright giddy about it. All of this made me realize when it comes to people fashion I know nothing. And that’s okay.

Because today I saw what matters. I didn’t want to be the one to say it. And neither did dad. But now, because of the generosity of a friend, we don’t have to. And maybe we won’t have to worry about it again. Because I think mom got another present along with the recycled clothes today.

I think she realized its important not to lose yourself. And, perhaps more importantly, it’s okay if you do every now and then. Because these things have a way of working themselves out. God will provide, as they say. And – in so many ways – they are right.


The Golden Rule April 16, 2014

I’m not sure what happened. I’m also not quite sure how it took me so long to notice. I guess it makes sense, with the little person to tend to and the weather we’ve been having. But it hit me today as I was outside enjoying some sunshine in my backyard paradise. Demon dog is gone.

Demon dog, the dog who injured the face of another neighbor dog friend of mine by chewing threw the fence. Demon dog, who taunted me incessantly from his side of the fence whenever he had the chance. Demon dog, who I so frequently wished would simply disappear. Well, it seems he has.

Today I tried to remember the last time I saw him outside, the last time we undoubtedly got into a verbal (aka barking) disagreement. It was cold – that much I know for sure. And there was snow. But I think it was before dear baby Carter came home. Maybe even before Christmas.Seeking Forgiveness

I don’t know when it happened. But now that it has I’m a little ashamed to admit how relieved I am. I am so very happy my little person will never be exposed to that kind of canine aggression. I feel free of a burden of sorts, as he was a bad influence on my canine instincts. When he barked, I barked. I felt like I had to in order to retain my doggie dignity.

But now that it seems he really is gone I can’t help but also feel the slightest bit guilty. It might be partially because I don’t know what happened to him. Where did he go? How long has it been? I have no idea.

I’ve heard there is this people phrase to be careful what you wish for, and I think in this case it rings true. It doesn’t matter how much of a nuisance he was. I constantly tried to put things in perspective. To remember he too has a past I know nothing about. And now he’s just gone.

I’m not sure what happened. But I have a feeling it might not be a happy ending. And I think the not knowing makes it worse. But I want to embrace the life lesson I’m getting from this whole dilemma. The golden rule. Never wish negative things upon another. Because when you do, life has a way of teaching you a lesson you might not want to learn.


Learning from Larceny

Filed under: Man's Best Friend — Wiley Schmidt @ 9:09 pm

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Oh Tessa…what I didn’t learn from you.

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Think about the last time you broke a rule (a big one, not just ripping the tags off your pillows). Were you burned, or did things turn out for the best?

I have this theory about time. It goes by, as certain as the sunrise and sunset each day. But every now and then, life affords us unique moments to treasure. I say this because was a clearance puppy. And two years after being a clearance puppy, I became a clearance dog. At a little more than two years old, my fate at the humane society seemed sealed tightly in negativity. Then I had my special day…I had my moment to treasure. I met my forever people.

They were my unexpected field of diamonds, as Breathnach describes in Simple Abundance. “We all have an acre of diamonds waiting to be discovered, cherished, and mined,” she writes. I had a…

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To Make You Feel My Love April 15, 2014

Some might call it intrusive. Or annoying. It is probably a surprise to no one that I beg to differ. In my world it’s expected. And adorable. At least most of the time.

I have this thing I do sometimes when I need some love. Or when baby Carter has been crying for more than five minutes and I need to know everything is okay. Or for no reason at all. I make it happen. This usually involves shoving myself in one way or another into the hands of the nearest person. Most of the time, that is my dear forever mom, and all of the time she honors my requests.A Variation of "the nudge"

It happened again tonight. For no particular reason at all, I simply didn’t want the love fest to end. She was petting me and telling me about her day and I was wagging and listening eagerly. When she stopped it came naturally to do something about it. So I did the move. Dogs and their forever people alike know the one.

The head move. I use my wet little doggie nose to nudge myself back into a love fest situation. And it works 100% of the time. It is my fail safe for almost any situation. And it made me realize something today as I enjoyed round two of animal appreciation time.

It’s okay to ask for help when you need it. It’s okay to ask for love from time to time. I’m certainly not ashamed to say its a part of my routine. Maybe not every day, but every so often you just need to feel loved. And in return, we love.

“When the rain is blowing in your face and the whole world is on your case, I would offer you a warm embrace to make you feel my love,” sings country singer Garth Brooks.

So I wouldn’t call in intrusive or annoying. I would call it expected and adorable. Especially if we all give the love when it’s asked for – then we have nothing to worry about. Because these things have a way of coming full circle. And the best thing about a circle is it doesn’t matter what part you fall onto. What goes around comes around.


Daily Prompt: Apply Yourself Turning Fiasco into Fortune

Filed under: Man's Best Friend — Wiley Schmidt @ 9:19 pm

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I think I’ve seen “Elizabethtown” a dozen times by proxy. Because of this I know I’m being honest when I say I agree with its philosophies.

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“No true fiasco ever began as a quest for mere adequacy. A motto of the British Special Air Force is: ‘Those who risk, win.’ A single green vine shoot is able to grow through cement. The Pacific Northwestern salmon beats itself bloody on it’s quest to travel hundreds of miles upstream against the current, with a single purpose, sex of course, but also… life.” This philosophical (yet comedic) end to the movie “ Elizabethtown ” is the foundation for my reflection today.

I don’t know if its the gritty storyline following the passing of the lead character’s father, or the fabulous score that weaves the story together, but the offbeat comedy is one of my favorite people movies. The story begins with epic failure, loss and sense of personal defeat, yet somehow (in spite of it all), the emotional journey of Drew Baylor ends in joy. Life, amidst constant…

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