Anson Townsend, Hyatt Place, Hyatt House, United, Tesla, Love and Fear
"Love is what we are born with. Fear is what we learn. The spiritual journey is unlearning fear and prejudices and accepting love back in our hearts. Love is the essential reality and our purpose on earth. To be consciously aware of it, to experience love in ourselves and others, is the meaning of life. Meaning does not lie in things. Meaning lies in us."- Marianne Williamson.
Greetings from the Hyatt Place at the Denver Airport; it’s before 6:00 a.m., and we leave here at about 7:45; we have learned it’s good to get close to the airport to give us time to get some work done before boarding the plane. We found Hyatt Place, a good location that was easy to get in and out of; we parked our car there and got the shuttle to the airport. Upon our return, we UBER back and headed home. I have not paid for airport parking for over 15 years; it’s a waste of money. Uber in or get a hotel close by that offers free parking.
We had a rather busy morning with a meeting yesterday; I had a few balls thrown my way and caught them all. At about 2:00, we took our pup to the sitters, ate a quick bite, and then headed to our destination. We arrived at Hyatt Place, and the young man said I didn’t have a reservation, which was strange; I had booked it the day before, and he said that usually if this happens, the person booked it at the Hyatt House ten miles away. We drove to the Hyatt House, and the man said, “Sir, you are booked at the Hyatt Place.”
We drove back to the Hyatt Place with a printed reservation. The young man could not find it again, but then he said, “I have an Anson Townsend?” I said, “If Anson Townsend booked a king room yesterday, I’d like to meet this fellow!” He laughed. Sorry for the hassle; no problem. Thankfully, we had extra time. We unloaded our gear, checked our email, and then walked to Ted’s Montanna Grill; we always got a cup of chili and split the chopped salad with some Kim Crawford. We returned to the room; about every 30 days, I go to bed very early. I was asleep by 7:00 and slept the night through. I woke rested and ready to roll.
Hotel coffee in paper cups is a downgrade from my high test at home; I always have beautiful pottery cups, so drinking from paper with the heat burning my hands this early is not a great experience. Let it cool, pen some more words, and enjoy a lighter blend than usual. We fly out at 10:00, land at about 2:00, and have a direct flight from Denver to Birmingham, where they love the Governor. We pick up a Tesla and make the hour's drive to Montgomery just in time to unload and head to the ballpark to see our son-in-law play double-A ball for the Montgomery Biscuits!
We have an Air B and B with Cousin, and the entire family is close; it’s Bo Beans' second birthday, a big gathering on Saturday, and Bo gets giddy if you say party or presents. I’m looking forward to hanging with the family; we will return on Tuesday and then have a couple of adventures in Colorado planned before heading back to Indiana; we will be there 30 or so days before returning to Colorado for the rest of the summer, it’s a busy life, but every day brings the excitement of the unknown.
Today will be the first time I am not flying Southwest in over ten years. There were no direct flights; we don’t do layovers at our age, so the only direct flight from Denver to Birmingham was via United. The app is more challenging to navigate, the boarding is different, and if you want a drink on the plane, it’s a cashless society like they talk about in the Bible. thus, we were forced to upload a credit card to their less-than-excellent app. I know change is good; I will miss the familiarity of Southwest, but I look forward to trying something new.
A lot is going on in the news; there are trials of a former President, both in the Supreme Court and in New York, a nice sideshow for those interested in politics. RFK Jr. is gaining votes, splitting the two-party vote into thirds. It will be an exciting election night. Kids at university are chanting for things and setting up tents. I caught a clip of a young girl being interviewed, and the question was asked, “What are you protesting?” she looked a little sheepish and tried to explain before saying she didn’t know; she asked her mask friend, who also didn’t know, God bless these kids trying to make a change for something they don’t understand.
I find it interesting that most of the protestors wear masks. I was never a fan; they do more harm than good. I think the rest of society is now on my maskless train, and when I see someone still wearing a mask, I feel sorry for them. Their brain is broken, and they think there is an invisible boogy floating monster that cannot penetrate that cloth or paper; it’s sad, but I believe in individual freedoms, so mask up all you want, but know most of us feel sorry for your irrational fears.
Fear and love are the two cornerstones of life; you can live in fear or in love. Those who live in love experience fear, but it is quickly snuffed out, understanding that love conquers all. Those fear-loving living folks can never find true happiness. They walk in the shadow of death daily; how miserable this must be. If you know me, where I live is in a world of love, travel, adventure, joy, and happiness. This is my choice, and it can be your choice as well; love is all around, but so is fear; pick your horse, and good luck in the race of life.
"Love is what we are born with. Fear is what we learn. The spiritual journey is unlearning fear and prejudices and accepting love back in our hearts. Love is the essential reality and our purpose on earth. To be consciously aware of it, to experience love in ourselves and others, is the meaning of life. Meaning does not lie in things. Meaning lies in us."- Marianne Williamson