M. Louis Braille, born 1809 in France, lost his sight in childhood. But by the age of 15, he had developed the system of reading named for him. It works by raised dots on a page.
Rhinos have eyesight, but it isn’t as acute a sense as scent or hearing. Or touch, which is what braille depends upon.
Mighty impressive contribution from M. Braille, with countless grateful beneficiaries.
Today is J.R.R. Tolkien’s birthday (1892). He wrote The Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit, tales of fantastic adventures undertaken for the preservation of Decency.
Sagas of such experiences are common in Rhino Lore, but are too complex to detail in Your Inner Rhino. Just take it from Us, there are lots of similarities.
Clearly, Mr. Tolkien’s inner Rhino was working full time. What else would explain his achievements?
Steamrollers are meant to make things flat. Rhinos are content with wrinkly land, so We don’t need them.
Need them or not, We appreciate how big and rumbly and on-the-job steamrollers are. Outstanding.
Where the steam comes in, We don’t know.
A mystery that has perplexed Rhinos for some time is: How come tomorrow is a day away, but yesterday was last year?
Explain that one, if you can!
Whatever trying events may have occurred this year, whatever misgivings one may have about the coming year, Rhinos feel it is best to greet the event with bells on.
Whatever, is what We say.
Here at Your Inner Rhino We imagine that Father Time may have had it when it gets close to the finish line each year. Probably some years more than others.
This might be such a year, perhaps, maybe, possibly… depending on your point of view. Or not.
Rhinos simply do not speak Mongoose, try as We may.
Lesson: We can’t have it all.
There are so many voices chattering away inside the Rhino Mind, that it can make Us queasy.
The Best Solution to this condition is to try to Shut Up our own inner dialog and actually Listen to Nature. Nature does not require evaluation or response.
It is surprising how therapeutic this non-activity can be.
In this weird week leading to the New Year, We pause to glance back over what’s been, wondering how it relates to what’s coming. Then We change the topic or turn up the music. Maybe this weird week is called a Holding Pattern.
A hold-your-breath Pattern. Or a hold-onto-your-hat Pattern.
Nature presents Rhinos with many mysteries, each with answers that seem logical, but which don’t entirely satisfy.
For instance, are small rocks growing into big rocks, as young Rhinos do? Or, are the big rocks jumping apart and making small rocks? Rocks do not reveal their inner secrets much, at least to Us.
50 million years and We are still hazy on this point. Maybe the rock’s business is not our business.
Your Inner Rhino 