Michiganians, Unite!

Michigan joined the USA in 1837, and a good thing too. It’s made up of two large peninsulas, and has frontage on three of the Great Lakes. Michigan had the most shoreline of any state, up until 1959, when Alaska signed up.

Michigan is called the Wolverine State, not because of all the resident wolverines, but as a jeer from Ohioans who had some problem with Michiganders. Nobody seems quite sure that wolverines have ever been native to Michigan. They are the largest of the weasel family, and a belligerent bunch. Apparently, Michiganites liked the name, and kept it.

Michigan is very beautiful, and Rhinos prefer the Upper Peninsula, which is not as crowded as the Lower. More room to stroll around.

Private Moments

 

Rhinos are mostly up front with our thoughts and feelings. Why not? We can scent each other clearly, so how mysterious can We be with one another?

Still, each of Us has places We can retreat to when We need to recharge, or offload counterproductive states of mind. Or need to consider matters.

The good part is, Rhinos don’t need to go anywhere to enter this Sanctuary. It’s internal.

Self-Assurance

Rhino Rep can become an issue, but We Rhinos feel it’s a waste of everyone’s time. Frankly, who cares what you think of Us? Do you stay up nights fretting about what Rhinos make of you? No.

Rhinos are Self-Satisfied. And why not? We mean well, even if We sometimes err. Now and then.

But if Rhinos aren’t satisfied with ourselves, who else is going to attend to it for Us?

Grounded

It’s true that We Rhinos are full of Vitality, but Vim and Vigor have to come from somewhere, right? Right. And the source is the Ground We walk on. Anywhere that’s Natural, We get a boost through the soles of our feet. We connect with the primary Source.

The earth is our Battery, our Power Source. And as far as We can tell, it never fails to deliver.

It is why We don’t wear shoes. Well, one reason. The other is, We have no shoes.

Whoopsidaisies!

Rhinos have issues with assuming that fruits, particularly Bananas, are not cunning, capable of sly activities. Few other plants of our experience seem to harbor ulterior motives.

But it is suspicious that Bananas play a role in so many mishaps, both funny and occasionally, fatal. Are We just supposed to believe that all is normal?

Is it safe to conclude that Bananas operate without intentions? It is a Fruity Question, worthy of Consideration.