Showing posts with label Positive. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Positive. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Becoming an Active Manager...InspiRatiON in aBunDanCe

I am honored to share the following article from our past WCA president, Dick Coon. Previously posted in the November, 2010 WCA Ketch Pen, this wonderfully written farewell address beckons to be shared. May you filled with the encouragement, hope, and inspiration needed to complete that path life has placed before you.

Become An Active Manager

Since this is the last Ketch Pen article I’ll write as WCA President, I probably should be a little nostalgic about all of the activity of the last two years, but nostalgia doesn’t really get us anywhere. It doesn’t do much for me when I think about what the WCA has been doing and the issues we’re confronted with on a regular basis. I’m struck by the fact that most of these issues have one thing in common. That is everyone wants to tell us how to manage our resources or our livestock. I sincerely believe that we are the ones most qualified to judge how these resources are to be handled. For a long time I thought that the marketplace would cull out those producers who abused their land or didn’t do the best job of animal husbandry. The reality is that many people are insulated from the economic costs of poor management by second jobs or subsidies in one form or another. All too often, we’ve seen just a few bad actors spoil the show for everyone. To pretend that we can operate in a bubble without oversight is naive. In the livestock business, the fact that we’re producing food means the public will always have a profound interest in how those animals are raised and treated. It is not enough to say that we are professionals in the way we operate; it is not enough to say that ranchers are the original environmentalists and the best caretakers of our stock. We are also always going to be under scrutiny because there are many people who want what we have. Open space, clean water, abundant wildlife, clean air, and a self-directed lifestyle. So how do we turn this “public oversight”, if that is what it is, into something positive for our business?


First and foremost is that we have nothing to hide or be ashamed of in how most of us run our ranches. The public’s perception of ranching has been challenged by environmentalists and its increased isolation from food production. We’ve all been saying that ranchers need to “tell their story” at every opportunity and this is absolutely necessary but I want you to take that idea one step further. Become an active manager of your resources. I don’t mean active in the conventional way, either. I mean that you should challenge yourself every day. Ask yourself if Joe Schmo from Kent dropped in on you today, would you be able to show Schmo or tell him why you were doing something a particular way? Do you ask yourself why you do something a particular way? We’ve all read about doing it the way we always did, or how Dad or Grandpa did, but even if you’re doing it differently than your predecessors, how long have you been doing it?
I realized the other day, with chagrin, that I have been doing some management practices which were state-of-the-art, but that they were state-of-the-art twenty-five years ago. Those practices aren’t quite archaic yet, but a huge amount of research and experience has been added to the original ideas and what I’m doing is outdated and needs a dramatic fresh approach. So now I am the old man with the old ways! Of course, our son Paul has been trying to tell me that for years!
In reality, having your youngsters working with you is one of the surest ways to constantly test the originality and imagination that you think you’re bringing to the operation. The logarithmic expansion of creativity that comes from having someone working with you who’s seen and heard it before can be humbling and irritating. I love it when I give a long, drawn-out reason for doing something my way, or the “right” way and I get a brilliant counter-reason that leaves me stunned that I never thought of it, and proud that I participated in raising such a young, wise partner!
The other point I’d like to present is to have you think about how you deal with the public in general and regulators in particular. This increasing scrutiny we’re under means you will be dealing with inspectors or some agency types more often than you’d like. Rather than take a defensive position as may be your legal right and deny them access, or be uncooperative, try being proactive and invite them in to see how you manage your ranch. I know this is nearly heresy, since we’re supposed to be the rugged individualists who bow to no man, but the reality is that we are not only severely outnumbered, we’re surrounded. So practicality dictates a rational approach. That makes it easy because of three things:
1. See above: We have nothing to hide or be ashamed of in showing how we manage our resources.
2. The product we produce is not only nutritious and necessary, but can be produced year around and consumed and enjoyed by young and old alike.
3. The process of producing this wonderful product just happens to be good for the environment, good for the economy, and good for the human race.
If you do this, you’ll find it is extremely empowering. You become the one who is setting the agenda by taking their unwanted attention and turning it into an opportunity to describe why you do something a particular way or educate them about proper livestock or resource management. Now I realize that there is always the chance that you’ll run into a loose cannon with a diesel dipstick who can’t tell a hay-hauling harobed from highway hauler but that is life, so tell the dog. Sure, there will be times when reason and good manners won’t do you any good, but that is when you take it to the next level. You’ll be doing it from a position of strength because you started out being reasonable and cooperative. Enlist the WCA to get help or get your lawyer, but everyone understands reasonable and if you have the biggest pile of reasonable, you’ll get further.
To summarize a little; You be the one to set the guidelines on how you’re going to manage your own property and then make sure you’re doing it in a rational way, then show people why you do what you do. People still have a high opinion of ranchers, and they want to feel good about eating beef. Let’s help them by showing that their opinion of us is justified and perhaps they’ll help us in turn by being supportive of our efforts to return logic and reason to the regulatory process.
The success of our initial effort to raise money for the Beef Counts program was very impressive. The job that Patti Brumbach and Jack Field did to coordinate the press coverage for the Stockland and Toppenish auctions was superb. Everyone was overwhelmed by the support of the buyers who contributed their dollars to help Second Harvest and Agri Beef in the move to get beef protein into the diets of those folks down on their luck and needing assistance. I hope you all take a moment to consider donating to this terrific program. I believe it will not only improve the quality of life for people, but will give our beef industry a meaningful way to make a contribution to a worthy cause.
I want to close by saying thanks to all the great people who have taken their valuable time to serve on the WCA Executive Committee and as Standing Committee Chairmen. I want to give a special thanks to Bev Cridlebaugh and her husband, Ron, who’ve been so supportive of the WCA. I am very grateful to Lacy Lampkins for the terrific job she has done since becoming part of the WCA. There aren’t enough words to describe my admiration and affection for Jack Field. The WCA’s brightest moment was hiring Jack and his energy and dedication is second to none in the industry. My thanks need to be extended to his wife, Skye, for her willingness to share him with us for the long hours he spends working on our behalf.
I want to express my appreciation for our son, Paul and his work to keep the ranch rolling along while I’ve been doing association business. He has not only covered for me but has dramatically improved the management! My wife, Paula, deserves my most profound gratitude for her positive and clear-thinking support and encouragement. We both would like to extend an invitation to any of you who would like to stop by for a visit. Remember, we’re in the middle of everything, not the middle of nowhere.
Dick Coon
WCA President


Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Heart Like a MuLe


An early evening perched on my family’s deck left my gaze to rest upon what I have long thought to be the most striking animal in the corral. As the sun set slowly behind Mt. Clements, the coloring of this animal was brought to life before my eyes. The sky’s gold and orange hues set off the rich chocolate dorsal stripe, surrounded by an almost brindle colored coat. The animal gazed up at me and I swore our eyes locked for a few fleeting seconds. Those soft eyes left me wondering what past such a beautiful creature was holding onto. Over the last year I have been intrigued over how something so rare and beautiful on the outside could be so fragile and complex on the inside. You see, this animal was not just another normal four-legged creature that had found its way onto my family’s abode. This was a mule. In fact, it was the first mule to ever have found a home here. “Mule” seemed to be its name, and in the nearly two years since he’s moved in he had come as far as almost allowing me to pet him! Dear family friends were kind enough to loan him to us in hopes we could lure him out of shell with TLC and more than a dose of trust. As I have not been the one footing the feed bill, “Mule” is of no bother to me. His “beautiful” bray always supplies me with one of those from-the-belly laughs and typically when I needed a laugh the most. His rare coloring gives a girl all the eye candy she could ask for, so as far as I am concerned he can put his feet up and stay awhile longer.

One day while out painting by the shop, “Mule” decided to rest his head over the nearby gate and keep me company, from a distance he felt was safe of course. Looking over at this creature that wanted so badly to trust but couldn’t unbury his past, I got to pondering about what path folks leave behind and the path that remains in the distance. As the mule loudly beckoned for my attention I looked up once more and begin to wonder just where one crosses over from the heart of a horse into the heart of a mule.

As I have journeyed through this writing experience with the Washington Cattlemen’s Association, some very drastic changes have occurred in my life, but more importantly in my soul. My recent WCA Ketch Pen sabbatical was not unintentional. For those of you that may tune into my blog now and again, you will have possibly noted the change. Anticipating a move to Texas, I quietly changed my blog from the Young Washington Cattlemen’s Association to The Sagebrush Chronicles. This name change was about more than just a potential location change, it granted me the freedom to dive deeper into philosophical ramblings without fear of remaining politically and socially neutral. My writing is something that seems to come from whatever journey my mind and soul is adventuring down. Great for a blog, not great for newspaper deadlines or an audience featuring a load of cattlemen and women that may be used to a slightly stauncher read. After many months of being left high and dry come Ketch Pen time, I came to a bold decision. As just a volunteer writer for a non-profit organization, I decided I was going deep. After all, aren’t all of us trudging up the same trail in life? That inevitable trail that seems to be left off of any map.

That very trail would be the one God and I have been climbing up the past few months, ice pick and all. I honestly acknowledge my recent articles have come up short on bovine related content. The cattle industry has not left my mind entirely; however, due to other circumstances it has only received the occasional nod in its direction from me. Less than two months ago I said goodbye to my job at Farm Credit and pointed my rig west on I-90 for what I hoped would be the last of my weekly Spokane-Selah commute. After a pit-stop in Lind, WA for the annual Combine Derby, I arrived in the Wenas with less than 5 weeks until I was bound for Fort Worth, TX! Last February I boldly applied for a one year Ranch Management Program at Texas Christian University. After inundating the professors of the Ranch Management Program with a lengthy auto-biography I was summoned for an interview. So, mid-April I was once again hitched up on the Southwest wagon, destination Fort Worth. Less than two weeks after my interview I had an official acceptance letter in my hands and the world as my oyster. Once I figured out a well-timed departure from my corporate career, I had just enough days left in Washington State to sell and pay off my car, sell most of my belongings, and find room in a rental rig for my *extensive* wardrobe, minus any winter item containing wool or insulation of course!

Then, that fateful morning dawned with a financial aid wake-up call. This well-oiled, smooth running plan thus far had seemingly been crafted by someone far wiser than me and months back I gave that wise leader the reins to this stubborn mule. God had the ability to change the plan at any time and this time I vowed to be willing to bend and so it seemed our “come to Jesus” talk had arrived. Would I “have the faith” and bend or would I stubbornly stand my ground and continue forward on this southbound trail I desperately wanted to travel? This time, I relinquished control, ignored what the world might say and have been hanging on ever since.

How many of you have sat around the kitchen table late at night wringing your hands through your hair facing a similar situation? God changed the plan mid-game and now what were you to do? The haystacks all caught fire, cows were stolen, Federal grazing stripped from your hands, a family member passed, your “income earner” lost their job...the scenarios seem endless. Well there are really only two options in times of unknown; we can view a change in the trail we were on as an opportunity or a dead-end. With those as my options, it seems I once again find myself picking up my crazy heart and giving it one more try.1 Over the last decade I have found myself in more situations than I would have ever dreamed possible where I asked God, “So I guess we’re adding THIS to the mix?” Would the world see those bumps in the road as blessings? Well...probably not, they would probably just see a trail-block. But the world has the heart of a horse. Sometimes life is complicated, it is deep, it is not to be understood in the present, if understood ever. Sometimes, life requires the heart of a mule.

 (1 Bingham, Ryan. “The Weary Kind.” Crazy Heart. MP3. New West Records, 2010.)

Originally published: Washington Cattlemen's Association Sept 2010 Ketch Pen

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Peace...stilling the heart

Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy.


O, Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love; For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; it is in dying that we are born again to eternal life.

~St. Francis  


A few weeks ago a high school friend dropped by out of the blue, it was one of those good Sunday Afternoon visits that seem to only happen every few years! My friend mentioned how much they enjoyed this prayer and I found it to be something that humbled me greatly when I read it. Its words give that oft-needed reminder that contrary to what we are so trained to believe these days...it really is not always all about US! I have been meaning to post something for weeks but each day came...and went. I have had a rough month, TCU orientation came-I was not there, TCU Ranch Mgmt 1st official day came-WA state not TX is where I remained, brothers wedding came coincidently the same weekend I was admitting my dad to the hospital last year and signifying just 3 weeks until that fateful 1 yr mark comes....and still no job, many many applications, many interviews, and no job, no income & living somewhere I didn't ever dream of living with none of my truly great "family" within 1000 miles. However every day I keep my sights set on those times in life where I felt like despair would last forever and years later how embarrassed I was at how short of a time that "suffering" really was & how small of suffering it truly was. So many people will say how undeserved these struggles are, for oh so many reasons, why this year of all years, etc etc. However, I have a roof AND a bed, I have food, I do not have cancer, I have great friends albeit far in distance but not far in spirit, religious freedom, education, and the list goes on and on. Here is to the words of St. Francis binding strongly to you and may this find you pardoned, loved, and with peace:)

Thursday, August 19, 2010

TravELinG heart & A side of Home-made RooTs

Boy, I have had lots of things itchin' to get posted on here...but alas...time has got in the way...or perhaps it is more the management of my time! ;) Ahh yes, that is probably much more accurate. I have had some pretty niFTy experiences over the last week but I leave those ponderings for another time. Today...is all about a wishlist. It should come as no surprise my undying ML loyalty (uhh Miranda Lambert folks keep up!). Now as you all should know;) ML has a song titled, "Airstream", with this song bred a bedazzled-out Airstream compliments of Junk Gypsy's super nifty decorating skills!
Super SweLL!! viz www.junkgypsyblog.com

Enter the rationalization of owning an Airstream becoming a NECESSITY of my daily existance:) .........

~ToP 10 trUTHs I nEEd to owN an AiRstREAm~

10) Home-made curtains...

 9) Its a bright, shiny object...bound to hold my attention! 

8) BerNICe tHe bEAsT totally has the raW beaSTliNeSS to tow my home on wheels...a lil V8 & heart all ya need!

7) RETRo...

6) Location options=limitless

5) Encourages outdoor rugs, lawn furniture, sitting outside...all must-have FaV's

4) PersonALItY*...'nough said!

3) Small surface area to furnish...double bonus since most of my furnishings were sold or donated w/ that pesky anticipated move south;)


2) Epitomizes living with less without losing your ever-so-important ~FlArE~

1) Shall a move south ever still remain in my whimsical future...a saSSy Silver home on wheels will no doubt be received with a big ol' welcome!

Monday, August 9, 2010

Gonna Get There SOMEday

Well its been a year and there so much to tell
been doing alright in spite of myself
just wish i could stop feeling bad when i pray
But I know I'm gonna get there someday


Got that job I was dreaming about
sometimes its tough traveling around
but who i wanna be still seems so far away
but i know i'm gonna get there someday


glad i told you all i meant to
while i had the chance
cause every moment i had with you
made me who i am


by the way, i met someone new
and wouldn't you know, she's a whole lot like you
still i ain't ready to settle down in one place
but i know i'm gonna get there someday


well i guess i'll be movin on
i'll just leave these daisies by your stone
and momma, i still miss you every day
but i know i'm gonna get there someday


when that'll be, guess only God can say
but i know i'm gonna get there someday (Dierks Bentley)

Covered in weeds, grass, and who knows what else I decided showering off prior to hopping in a bed with *clean* sheets would be a wise way to start off my week this evening. I started up Pandora on my phone and the song above was the last song to play. Although I can't relate to ALL of the lyrics (got that job I was dreamin about, met someone new, hasn't QUITE been a year....you get the idea), that song hits me hard every time he sings, "glad i told you all i meant to while i had the chance cause every moment i had with you made me who i am". If God ever lays it on your heart, gut, mind, etc to spend time with someone....do it. Go out of your way to do it, you won't ever regret missing a movie, a party, a workout, but you definitely will always regert or remember what you chose to do instead. The one and only thing I may have ever got right in my life was choosing to spend the last 9 months of my dad's life driving home almost every weekend...taking care of him for his last 3 weeks straight...those moments I could soak up his love, knowledge, faith, or even help him through extra company, jokes, or in the end just plain nuturing. 

On another note...I write with a heart that is no longer heavy, i'm pretty sure its emptied and drained completely by none other than the big guy above. I had a week of crazy closure regarding my TCU Ranch Management program among all other things. It amazes me that God has completely wiped my heart clean when I thought it couldn't go through many more cleanings & changes. Well...I'm excited but really just wiped for a little while longer. I mean God has emptied me of all of so many world focused desires I always focused on (I'm far from perfect so its a minute by minute struggle;>) & he also cleaned up some of my sinful shame that I wasn't willing to dig out & just ask for forgiveness...the only way I can vaguely begin to describe it...he is preparing to fill his desires, wants, wishes, orders, & love in all those crevices of my heart that I never even knew existed.

The last few weeks I have had a hard time smiling, let alone laughing...those forced smiles aren't typically "me"...but there are always moments to be grateful for and there were some grand ones sprinkled throughout! 

~A Good Friend came to spend the night saturday night, even though it was a 3.5 hr drive AND she had to leave the next morning at 4:30 am! We sent her home w/ the dog bed seen below which her dog obviously loved, some food, & other "family" items;)

~I moved bedrooms and didn't have to move all the furniture by myself upstairs...my brother *actually* helped me & we didn't fight;)

~The same day I officially sent off my official "goodbye" to the dream I had for the last year...I was given a blessing in the form of one of my oldest friends I hadn't seen for quite awhile...He brought me Miller High Life and we set off for the top of the valley so he could sight his rifle! I got to hear about the work God is doing on his heart...an unexpected convo that still stuns & humbles me...Heck we even discussed Fireproof as he watched it with his girlfriend...now that is God's work & THAT makes me grateful...

you NEVER know what God is working on and WHO he is working on:) In the midst of my own melodramatic downer days I still couldn't turn a blind eye to the amazing work God is doing all around me and all of us...we just have to live our face enough to see it!






Tuesday, July 27, 2010

A LiL biTE of evERythiNG

We've hit a cooling trend in Central WA, today it is only in the low 90's!!! Which means our kitchen is only 84 degrees...no joke:) The scary part is that if I were still meant to be moving to Fort Worth, TeXAS next week like God's plan once seemed to be...84 degrees would probably be the LOW temp at night. THANKs God for hot and DRY weather-I sure do love it! Today my mom and I dropped off some more boxes of leftovers from the yard sale at the Yakima YWCA. They are in the process of renovating an amazing facility when its all said and done, therefore they couldn't take all of my donations so I will just add them to the 15 boxes I already gave the Union Gospel Mission. I'm excited to be back in the area for some volunteer opportunities that in the past I "haven't had time for" but excuses no more! Both the YWCA & Union Gospel Mission have great websites that are frequently updated with their most dire needs in donations along with the donations they always will take. Check em out.... My mom and I also stopped at Barrett Orchards Fruit Stand to buy 20 POUNDS of Cherries for me to take with me to MONTANA:) tomorrow.
I'm running over to the ranch I worked on for about 3 summers and everybody always needs FRESH WA Fruit...unlike any other!! We survived the entire car ride together (if you know the story then you know that is definitely a praise god moment) and I am running to a college age ministry tonight called SALT. It will be the 2nd time I've attended and its pretty refreshing to know that Christ has healed up my scars from the HS youth group days;) Since I'm hoping to start a small group with 2 gals in their early 20's its good to get some fresh perspective and get fed in a way that was chained off for many years!! I'm curious to see what God is cookin' up with all this business of young adult fellowship...no doubt it will unfold piece by piece;)


Word O' Week: 
~Inundate- To overwhelm as if with a flood; swamp 
The fire departments were inundated with calls last week as the high winds and dry conditions sparked many fires. 
Sometimes the word, "overwhelm" just doesn't cut it...I've been on a kick using "inundated" so just go with it;)..... 


Song of the Day:
~ The Back of Your Hand, by "THE" Dwight Yoakam...this song spent about a month or more on repeat during late night hours when I couldn't sleep late last summer & fall. Personally, I think it is Dwight's best song...it is able to capture an emotion usually hidden in a corner of our heart that isn't often reached. This song was able to project the emotions which I couldn't let out...similar to a good counselor but much cheaper;)

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

The LiGHter siDE

Since the last few posts have been pretty heavy, something random and light is in order...perfect timing to break up the week!

As I was listening to a definite favorite song of mine I thought of adding "Song of the Day" whenever I jump on here! While I am at it I think Word o' Week will suffice as well. I'm trying to work on my vocabulary so indulge me if you will. :)

Song of the Day: 2 since I couldn't decide and its the first day!
-The Way I Am by Merle Haggard (Miranda Lambert & Jamey Johnson sing haunting renditions so I've posted a video of ML below...of course;>)
- Bring the Rain by Mercy Me...yep its awesome



Word O' Week:
REPRIEVE-to give relief or deliverance to for a time
During the summer months, many families head to the mountains to seek reprieve from the daily demands of life .

Heck while I'm at it Movie of the week would be the Blindside...I haven't turned on the TV in our house in at least a month but The Blindside has been on my mind for the last 2 days, if you need some hope and some "get up & go" then do NOT delay in watching this movie...it didn't change my life since a lot of this movie's theme already was heavy on my heart..BUT..not a week goes by I don't think about this true story and wanting to live my life doing God's work in whatever small, big, private, public, or anonymous way He wants me to...just showing one more person love they needed that day! Ok, I'll push Pause on my love of this story:)

A few more "Randoms" just because I LOVE Random!
-Gratitude...I have been trying to jot down at LEAST 3 things I'm grateful for on days I remember to throw it in my journal (another 1st for this year...a lifelong vendetta against "journaling" that I'm slowly conquering) I try to shoot for 7, sometimes only get 3 but as little or big as I throw em down on paper...the little things in life sometimes mean surviving a day or burying your head in the sand! :)


Today's lil pieces of gratitude:
*Garlic...Butter...popcorn...all in one;)
*Otter Pops (it tends to make the list often!!)
*Sunshine
*My dog Jess...beautiful Blue Heeler Pain that she can be but LOVE she is not short of:)
*My Nephew and Nieces: Henry, Anna, & Mary
*Finding my new car "Bernice the beast" aka Silver Haired Fox!!!!
*Push Lawnmowers...Cheap Therapy
Anna posing with "Bernice"

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Thankfulness


A very good friend of mine that I've always known was hand picked to be a part of my life by the Lord told me yesterday about being thankful.  A few hours after that a radio program came on about making thankfulness a part of your family's life through your own actions. 

Natural inherant thankfulness has to be worked at.  Every single one of us will be brought down by the negative and that will swarm our minds and heart until we don't remember how to be thankful.  She suggested I do a list each day if I need to of at least 5 things I was thankful for.  Most people still consider me a overall positive focused person.  Making this list was more of a way for me to build my wall of God's love back up when the world around me is tearing it down.  Currently many things in my life are coming at my heart and God's work to try and sneak in an attack at every angle.  I am still so thankful for so many things in my life, but making this list for me isn't to remind me of what I know I have.  This thankful list is an instant fix when I feel down on unkind society, or shady ethics, or anything else that is heavy on my heart that day!  I am going to add this as a part of my blog as often as I can! 

**Picture of Northern lights sent in an email.  Even though I haven't witnessed this beauty in person, I am reminded how awe inspiring the lord is in every aspect of life!
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