Luck Is a Choice

Luck Is a Choice

Luck is a Choice

The extent of your luck is directly proportional to your level of gratitude.💚Why do I say that? Because it’s true. 

Gratitude has a way of making what is, enough and more.

A meal becomes a feast.

Being stuck in traffic becomes time to meditate, pray or ponder.

A handshake, the beginning of a friendship.

Tears become healing.

Breath becomes life….and on and on.

So it stands to reason that the moment one becomes grateful, they also become lucky. What is even better is that it is our choice to be grateful. We don’t have to wait for life to be perfect to be grateful. It’s our gratitude that makes for a perfect life.🍀Happy St. Patrick’s Day from this Crazy Celt to you!

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One of my favorite Sioux Philosophies 💚

One of my favorite Sioux Philosophies 💚

The Betrayal of the Land

Nothing the Great Mystery placed in the land of the Indian pleased the white man, and nothing escaped his transforming hand. Wherever forests have not been mowed down, wherever the animal is recessed in their quiet protection, wherever the Earth is not bereft of four-footed life–that to him is an “unbroken wilderness.”

But, because for the Lakota there was no wilderness, because nature was not dangerous but hospitable, not forbidding but friendly, Lakota Philosophy was healthy–free from fear and dogmatism. And here I find the great distinction between  the faith of the Indian and the white man. Indian faith sought harmony of man with his surroundings; the other sought the dominance of surroundings. 

In sharing, in loving all and everything,  one people naturally found a due portion of the thing they sought, while, in fearing, the other found need of conquest.

For one man the world was full of beauty; for the other, it was a place of sin and ugliness to be endured until he went to another world, there to become a creature of wings, half man and half bird.

Forever one man directed his Mystery to change the world He had made; forever this man pleaded with Him to chastise his wicked ones; and forever he implored his God to send His light to earth. Small wonder this man could not understand the other.

But the old Lakota was wise. He knew that man’s heart, away from nature, becomes hard; he knew that lack of respect for growing,  living things soon led to lack of respect for humans, too. So he kept his children close to natures softening influence.

-Chief Luther Standing Bear.                 Oglala Sioux

Wisdom and Wonder

Wisdom and Wonder

Wisdom begins with wonder.


Isn’t that the truth. It can be so easy to get caught up in life and what’s familiar or mundane, and it washes the sparkle away from the eyes. The problem with this is that we risk the danger of taking things for granted when we go into autopilot, like this. I work with diligence and purpose every day to make sure I no longer fall into this trap. It is an illusion and can lead us to do some very destructive things, without even being aware of it. I say it’s an illusion because we are bound by time, and because of this, every millisecond, something is changing, and therefore new. When we can view life in this way it allows every moment to hold a seed of opportunity, thereby changing ones view of life. The paradigm shift. Don’t let life escape you by being on autopilot. Dream, Live, Do and have a great day!

💚The Crazy Celt 

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Munro bagging 

Munro bagging 

Munro bagging! 

A big thanks to Leslie, a new found friend from Scottland….because of her I’m adding Munro bagging to my bucket list. 

There are a total of 282 to become a Munroist….”Impossible!”, you may say.

I say, dreams don’t live in boxes, neither do possibilities, and I, most definitely, live outside the box, therefore, dreams and possibilities live in me.

Dream, Live, Do!

💚The Crazy Celt 

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Forget Me Not

Forget Me Not

Forget me not, for I live in the wind. You will always hear my voice in the rustling branches of whom I’ve touched. I might bring you pain, just know that when I do, I’m hard at work on your behalf.

Forget me not, for I am water. From the tops of the mountains, from heaven I fall. My streams become rivers and flow to a place that are cupped by my mother’s hands.

Forget me not, for I am fire. I am dangerous, but I am real. I will light the way, warm the weary, and provide new life in my wake.

Forget me not, for I am the mineral ground. I provide strength,stability, and edible life. Although I am sound, step lightly, for I, like you, am fragile.

Forget me not, for I am darkness. I provide opportunity in the shadows of your life. You may feel afraid when we walk together, but always know you are not alone. I will show you the universe, if you let me.

Forget me not, for I am the light. You should know me well, for I live within you. When you travel in darkness, I’m known as hope. Forever, we will reside together. Let’s enjoy the journey.

As always,

💚The Crazy Celt

​Broken, a lesson in light and life…

I’m sure you get my running theme…I love light. What photographer doesnt?lol Be it by the sun, the moon, flame, or reflection. 
I’ve been doing photography for a long time, but in a serious manner for a couple years, and it has helped me grow in ways I could never have imagined. I won’t get into all of that now, however, will touch on broken light. Many people think they have to get a “perfect” shot…I disagree. It’s our very imperfections that make us interesting and the same goes for a good frame. I love clouds! I love obstruction! Look for things to get in the way….then take your angle.

Life does this to us so freely. “Broken”, is beautiful! There is much patience required in getting the “right” shot. There is also much patience required in being a broken human being, which we all are. With a 1/2 T of tolerance and a cup of love, for ourself; we will see, broken is beautiful! 

Keep on keepin on!💚The Crazy Celt 



Within her eyes lived an expanding universe of potential, and within her heart, a sea of emotions. Her stories lay dormant, simply waiting for her to revive them. Yet, she wondered if  people were ready to hear?
She had learned long ago that to do onto others as they’ve done to her, would not improve the World. She had to do better than that….it would be no small undertaking, but living in truth can be dirty and dangerous.


💚The Crazy Celt