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Passion. Can you follow it?


The most common moral boosters about Passion:  “Follow your Passion!”, “Live with Passion”, “Find your Passion”, “Do it with Passion or not at all.”, “Ignite your passion”, “Chase down your Passion”, “Don’t underestimate the power of Passion”, “Without Passion, Life is nothing!”, “Know your Passion”.

You know what I say about Passion?  …  “BAH HUMBUG!”

No that’s not my depressed soul belching out in rebellion.  It’s my impatient self putting up with a society that makes depressed people happy by using terms that wanna make me stick a wooden spoon down my throat!

Kidding folks.  I’m just trying to make my impression of a Randy Quaid rant.  Probably didn’t come close.


But, but but, …..

Passion is not what we are taught these days.  If I had a choice to describe what passion is, I would rather describe passion in the heated sexual context rather than the spoon gagging sense that makes so many self motivation phrases possible.  So don’t get me wrong.  I’m not against passion.

Passion is unmistakable and magical.  Passion is not something you seek.  Passion is something you can’t control.  Passion is not within your control.  Passion in itself means you don’t have a choice.  You can’t choose to follow your passion, as people are already following if they have a passion.  So enough about passion.  What is it that draws me to rant and rage about such a powerful idea?  It’s the idea that people feel you can follow, know, believe, and be drawn to their passion.  That is not the truth.

So what is it?  If we can’t follow, enjoy, and be immersed and choose to do these this with Passion, then what can we do it with?


You can apply all the above verbs to your curiosities.  Lets play with my paragraph above:

Curiosities are unmistakable and magical.  Curiosities are something you seek.  Curiosities are something you CAN control.  Curiosity is within your control.  Curiosity in itself means you DO have a choice.  You can choose to follow your curiosities, as people choose which curiosities to follow every day.  So engage yourself with your curiosities!  What is it that draws me to rave about such a powerful idea?  It’s the idea that people feel you can follow, know, believe, and be drawn to their curiosities.  That IS the truth!

And just in case you need your motivational phrases, use these instead:

“Follow your Curiosities!”, “Live with Curiosity”, “Find your Curiosities”, “Do it with Curiosity or not at all.”, “Ignite your Curiosities”, “Chase down your Curiosities”, “Don’t underestimate the power of Curiosities”, “Without Curiosities, Life is nothing!”, “Know your Curiosities”.

Now there is a true magical and enchanted word.




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My 84 days of Summer

84days2So this is it.  I have 84 days.  This puts it at August 25th.  Hopefully in 84 days I will not only become one year older, I’ll Have lived 4 decades.   And today is the start that hopefully I will have changed a major part of my recent lifestyle.  A lifestyle change that will allow me to be around hopefully another 40.  I have been going downhill fast and I’m definitely feeling the effects of my unhealthy lifestyle.  Having diabetes as well as all the other 5 other risk factors for heart disease doesn’t give me a fair advantage.  Why 84?  Well the way I see it, if I can meet my modest goal within the 3 months, I know I can meet my overall goal for the rest of the year.  I’ve realized that the only thing I don’t have control of is my age (or so they say, BRING ON #40!), so……here goes nothing God willing.  Wish me luck.

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Have ya ever wondered why God chose Chapter One to begin the way it did? God could have announced Jesus’s birth to humanity by pulling out all the stops, fireworks and all. That would surly have been a magnificent sight and sound, with Angels harking, and dancers dancing and possibly even Ryan Seacrest counting down the seconds!! But he didn’t. God chose the shepherds. Surly they smelled and were a little dirty and ragged. Definitely wasn’t announced in a Blaze of Glory.

But consider this. Jesus came in order to lay his life down for each and every one of us in this world; all in the fashion of a truly good shepherd. Just as the shepherds would have laid their life down for their flock. So maybe an angelic visitation to shepherds in Bethlehem – men who understood feeding and guiding and saving – was the best way for Chapter One to begin!

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Smack dab in the middle of the good ol’ USA…

There’s an old two story farmhouse right off Madison on 58 highway here in Raymore.  I took my walk past this farmhouse this evening.  I happened to look East and the view made me stop.    From the sidewalk in front of the farmhouse you can look East across the highway and you can literally see for miles.  The second story window of this old farmhouse faces East, and from that window you can see even farther!  (I know as my mom uses this farmhouse as her vintage shop).  I’m not sure but I think I would be safe to say that this is one of the higher elevations in the area.  The view is quite pretty, and you see nothing but trees and tree tops as far off as the horizon may be.  I sometimes wonder what it looked like out that window 100 years ago and I wonder what the people of the day thought about that view back then.  Somehow though in my moment of pause I started to reflect on the events of 9/11.

Specifically I started growing dumbfounded that anyone in this world would die for the chance to harm any of the great people of this nation.  I realized that I’ve been in my own little world for too long.  I’m smack dab in the middle of the  greatest Nation on Earth, looking over the great land as far as the eye can see.  There is no hate in my view, only peace.  But I realized that I’ve been sheltered from so much and I can’t comprehend the hate so many others  have against our Nation.  I can’t put myself in the deployed soldiers shoes.  I don’t realize how much blood has been shed to give me the right and/or the ability just to walk down my sidewalk without fear of being attacked or worse.  I do too often take for granted what I’ve been given and know that my freedom  definitely does not come easy or at no cost.  Yet it’s totally incomprehensible to me.  My view of the miles of treetops shields me from the hate that is really so close to home.  I won’t say that I haven’t realized the cost for our freedom, but this view in front of me, the miles of beautiful land, definitely put it all in a new perspective for me.

Twilight had just arrived as I was pondering my view.  The soft glowing light from the sky cast from the sun just below the horizon opposite of my view.  It just seemed like a great time to reflect on the recent events of our Nation and to pray and give thanks to all those that have served, past and present, for our great Nation.  God grant safety to those that serve, and keep there families at peace while protecting all of this Great Nation!

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People should spend a little less time …

…and a little more time…

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So here we are again…

I’m in a state of pause.  I’ve been here before.  A month or two between posts and so much has gone unwritten.  I fast forward to now and I’m adding ‘Celtic genre’ to my Pandora account, looking up pictures of leprechauns, and wondering if they can bite.

I never meant for my leprechaun to escape.  I’m now wondering if he might bite?  I have several small dogs and younger kids to look after and the last think I need is a peeved off little green leprechaun running around tormenting the little ones.

The boys are off this week for spring break and next weekend we are going to take Friday off and hopefully go miniature golfing with the boys.  Then on Saturday, the day of St. Patty, we are going to host a little BBQ for the family.

It isn’t exactly describable,… that being how I feel.  I can only say that days go slow and my mind is not same.  I try to ignore it and sometimes it helps, but in other ways it makes it worse.

Tonight I try again.  I’ve told myself this for the last 36 weeks, and it’s really getting tiring.  Not sure why it would change now.  I’ve asked God for plenty of help.

It’s been raining today.  I love the rain and it’s been one of those slow and steady types!  This afternoon while driving back from the store, I looked off into a wooded low area, and the mist and steam were building a nice white haze.  Spring is so close.  I think we had our last fire of this winter this evening.  We shall see!


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How many posts start with, “Don’t you just wish?”

But don’t you just wish that someway somehow we have just a sliver of control of the outcome of our own life?  That even though God is in control, that maybe, just maybe, that certain something happens that can control the falling dominos due in part to something you did, wished, or prayed?  ‘Life’ can definitely throw some curve balls once in a while, and when it does it’s so weird how it “puts you back in place”, almost as if it’s a medicinal humbling pill.  I’ve experienced it way too many times.  I call it’s God’s test of perseverance.  Others call it life.  But regardless it feels the same for both.  Humbling, contrite, and sorrow for the soul.

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Tales of the Inanimates, Part II

I listened to a really interesting podcast last night that brought back memories of a previous post I did a few years back, “Tales of the Inanimates“.  In short it proposes the same idea I was trying to convey in my blog, but does it with much more clarity.  I’m the type of person that loves to hear a personal story.  I like to believe that everything man-made has a story, a history, a thing about it that no one else can experience in quite the same way as another.

Think about it………….

…. think of how many inanimates you touch each day that have some story behind them.  Maybe it’s the doorknob in the old courthouse hall, or the hardwood desk you are sitting at now, or possibly the sidewalk in the old part of town.  Each of of these items was touched by a person.  A man or woman, that is still living or not.  A person who had thoughts and feelings and was experiencing ‘life’ while making or doing whatever.

The fact of the matter is……

Every single thing, every joint, weld, every curve, fabric, or item in life has a story to tell.  As people of histories past were fabricating the wrought iron fence, as they were doing so, they left behind the story of their time.  That story is embedded forever more in the inanimates that they create and forge.  Any so many people after them have placed their hands on that fence. that doorknob, have walked the trail laid long ago…. without a single thought as to who it was behind that item.  Almost as if taking it for granted.

It’s almost as if I’m trying to make the reader feel guilty here, though definitely not my point.  If anything, just try to think about an item you touched today and wonder who it was and what their life story might be.  There is a person behind every single man-made thing, and it’s interesting to me that they all have their own story and idea of life and being.

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“That’s not right…”

“…you should have fun with life!” 

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