Author Archives: Jaime Carrollo

The wranch house continues its inexorable and unrelenting arrival from the future, where it exists in harmony, one hopes, with Future Self. It is undergoing its birth into the present, like an infant’s journey from its mother’s womb to its first breath and the warm welcoming embrace of the world we live in. Until theContinue reading “Ramblings”

November 6 I visited the spine doctor today and he proclaimed my back injury “clinically healed”. I suppose that is the best a doctor can do, but that was enough for me to feel very good and again give thanks that the injury was not more severe or debilitating. Next up: wean myself from theContinue reading “Survival Mode”

A major milestone in the construction of the wranch house is underway: the installation of the columns, beam and truss which support the cantilevered gabled roof over the front patio. This structure brings stability, imbues personality and provides protection. This is the bow of my ship, from which I can look out into the future,Continue reading “The Bow of my Ship”

Almost three weeks without a post! It is not that nothing has happened. Au contraire! Last Friday, we had the construction site and property blessed by Father White, who performed a similar service for me prior to my last Camino. When I drilled wells overseas it was important to bless the drill site. It leftContinue reading “Visions”

October 6 I have spent the last week or so in California. I am starting this post at 30,000’ on my way back to Texas. I will finish it this evening because I want to include a picture of the wranch. I was back in Encinitas to celebrate Jen’s 40th birthday. JP arranged to haveContinue reading “Exceeding the limit”

O silent strength! Deep-rooted to the earth,Jewel of eternal stability,Solid as the anvil of Haphaestus,Quietly awaiting your destiny.Your marble sheen invites the vibrant worldMirroring the sky in metallic blue,Reflecting idle clouds which wander byO’er the surrounding oaks attending you. O wondrous gift, heaven could thee acclaim!To build upon thy grace, would seem a shame.

It has been a week since my last post when I described catching a branch in my tractor’s roll bar and pulling the tree over. It severed at the root and the branch struck my neck, compressing my torso, and landed on the tractor fender. I have searched for a word to describe this pastContinue reading “TWTWTW”

This morning I woke early with a desire to get some necessary work done. I brewed up a pot of coffee and toasted a slice of Katita’s cinnamon sour dough bread, slathered on the butter, checked out the news on my phone, and participated in a chat with some sisters about health. The day wasContinue reading “The First Challenge”

Phil O’Brien came up to the wranch a couple weeks ago. I brought my old grill up from Houston. He brought the steaks. And his new rifle. We cruised around in the Gator and shot off a few rounds. Then we celebrated the day with grilled steaks and drinks by the fire pit. I lookedContinue reading “Change is Coming”

I drove up to the wranch from Houston today. Normally Paula will load me up with some meals which I enjoy over the following week, usually for lunch because I am often invited to Katita and Scott’s place, on the other side of the fence line we share, for dinner. Scott is a grill masterContinue reading “Meanwhile, back at the wranch…”