The Box Stall Medium

I have generally seen myself as a fearful person.  For those of you who know me well, this may or may not surprise you.  It certainly surprises me...in a way.  Surprises me how?  Well, from time to time I seem to do things that others will not because they are too frightened .  A few benign examples.  I will go throughout the day at home with the door unlocked.  Sometimes I'll go for a walk in the neighborhood and not lock the door at all.  I've gone sky-diving, dived into dark waters (also stupid), cliff jumped, and also allowed myself several other opportunities where the outcome could simply not be known for sure. These are just a few tiny examples. Let's go back to too frightened .  I think this is the key for all of us.  I have heard it said, "there are only two things:  love and fear."  At first, this smacks of dualism.   Lots of things in life can be compartmentalized into two groups.  Things are either right...

I recently attended an event at a location with a sub-cultural group of people.  This is not surprising in and of itself as I have been known to do such things before.  As a former student of sociology I seem to be innately drawn to sub-groups within the larger culture and in so doing I gather information.  It’s not an exercise with a deliberate academic intent but one I do out of a personal desire to grow and expand.  So, like I say, recently I was at one of these events and what is a bit surprising is that I had, several weeks ago, told my spouse that I was done with that group.  Essentially what I had desired to achieve by attending these functions had not manifested in any meaningful way.  However, my last visit was very rewarding.  Why was this?  I attended three weeks in a row previously, eager to learn and experience and be challenged and this did not happen.  Yesterday I attended more out of boredom and a lack of something to do and ...

Well, here I am.  My first blog.  I’ve been thinking about this for quite some time and today I finally “jumped in.”  No expectations.  Just space to grow and expand.  But first, some house keeping... The  title of this Blog is The Box Stall Medium.   First, what is a box stall?  Quite literally, it is a stall in the shape of a box.  It is a stall (usually for a farm animal say, a horse) that is not big enough for two animals but large enough for one that it may move around freely.  You see them at horse stables.  I happen to work at a horse stable and so that, in part, explains where that idea for this blog originated.  Second, who is the medium?  Is it me or the box stall?  Actually, it is me.  I am the Box Stall Medium.  But, let me clarify something.  I do not, in any way claim to be a medium as people generally think of mediums.  I don’t “knowingly” receive messages from the dead...