For the first time in 60 years, the Lunar New Year is the Year of the Fire Horse. Chinese Astrology cycles through 12 signs, and each sign has five elements: Water, wood, fire, earth and metal. The horse stands for freedom, enthusiasm, intelligence, and a strong drive for movement and progress.
The fire element intensifies the experience. Be prepared for a dramatic, fast-moving. action- oriented year. Theory has it that persons born in this Fire Horse year will be bold, charismatic, and fiercely independent. It may be that they are even considered ahead of their time.
This will be a year of dynamic adventure bound to impact us all. Are you ready for it?
“Equality is. one of the most consummate scoundrels that ever crept from the brain of a political juggler–a fellow who thrusts his hand into the pocket of honest industry or enterprising talent, and squanders their hard-earned profits on profligate idleness or indolent stupidity.” – James Kirke Paulding
The Left, in its lack of need for rationalism, Hate President Trump for his nationalism. This may explain why they took Washington's birthday, But it doesn't really matter anyhow or way.
The fact is, Washington is the father of this country, And as a matter of history, it is to be treated with dignity. When our young nation needed his guiding light, Washington's good character is what proved to be right.
The Left doesn't realize we are a republic, not a democracy. Maybe this is why they don't understand Washington's legacy. Time and again, they work against America's founding creed, Mistaking slavery for liberty, and Marxism for being freed.
America's interests were key to Washington's statesmanship. Everything else was a matter of right and good relationship. Americans are to have and hold common affection and sympathy. The national interest rests in the cause of Godly liberty.
As a matter of policy and the protection of freedom's thirst, America's first policy should be to hold our country first. The invisible hand of the economy must be kept resplendent. That is, of course, if America were to remain independent.
Humanity's soul depends on the honor of our national pride. While modernity depends on peace first in our stride, History shows no success in going against human nature. We simply do not have the power to so reshape our culture.
National pride is not only empirical but a moral fact. It is the natural force on which nations base their acts. It is a matter of respect readily in history's evidence, Understanding this avails itself of the laws of Providence.
The revolution protected individual rights and our dignity. Honor, glory, and happiness provides the path of our country. The Articles of Confederation led to a state of humiliation. This made the proposed Constitution necessary for our nation.
Our independent republic depended on the needed ratification. Achieving this made Washington the Father of our new nation. Moral agency and universalism conspired to form this nation. All these elements were needed and not just an abstraction.
Today, the far Left seeks to dismantle by deconstruction, All that makes our nation great, including our Constitution. Love of country is not a moral or intellectual mistake. Our America is worthy of devotion and is not built to break.
(c)February 16, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“Government is not reason; it is not eloquent; it is force. Like fire, it is a dangerous servant and a fearful master. Experience has taught us that it is much easier to prevent an enemy from posting themselves than it is to dislodge them after they have got possession, and when the freedom of speech is taken away then dumb and silent we may be led, like sheep to the slaughter. ” – George Washington
The broken wickedness of humanity Somehow becomes highlighted in our history. Like the blessings and curses of Isaac's birth, Beginning with his declaration on this earth.
We serve the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob's legacy, And find our way in serving this living history. While finding that our time is not infinite, While choices such as wives are often definitive.
Operating in alignment with our radical obedience, Abraham sought Isaac's wife as a matter of providence. He asked for God's blessing in finding such a bride But still allowed Rebekah her right to decide.
However divinely sanctioned, every marriage has mistakes. The best of these are filled with grace for the heartaches. Being mindful allows for a life of gratification, And conversely prevents negativity's magnification.
Initial spiritual wins provide a path to virtue. It was the same then as it is now for me and you. Isaac and Rebekah were meant to walk at God's speed, Not according to their own, but to God's needs.
God's purposes are always served for His goodwill, We are but to listen to what will keep things real. It's not our timing that matters, but by God's trace, Obedience to God will keep us in God's good grace.
All of this leads to the moments of our reconciliation, Bringing us into right relation and out of alienation. God focuses on our right takes as what we have done, And our missteps are covered by the sacrifice of the Son.
Compromise is taking a wrong step due to hesitation. Trust in God, and you just might build a nation. Life is often a matter of trust and choosing simplicity. It makes life easier than working against complexity.
We find ourselves living in bouts of acceleration, And at other times caught, lost up in our hesitation. In life's paradox, good things can lead to bad results, In avoiding confrontation, we run headlong into assaults.
We are to love by the ways of God's wisdom, Fear and faith often walk together within God's kingdom. We must be mindful of the things that we give power. This, through God, is how we live our finest hour.
Faith in the future allows our grace for the present. We need to let go and give God's counsel our consent. What we live isn't just a life but a process of giving. It is filled with blessings, but also our forgiving.
For every living concern, there is its given season. It's always dependent on our God's good reasons. Our life's fulfilling process allows God to plant His seeds. These are the blessings that fulfill our truest needs.
(c) February 15, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“And we’re also remembering the guiding light of our Judeo-Christian tradition. All of us here today are descendants of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, sons and daughters of the same God. I believe we are bound by faith in our God, by our love for family and neighborhood, by our deep desire for a more peaceful world, and by our commitment to protect the freedom which is our legacy as Americans. These values have given a renewed sense of worth to our lives. They are infusing America with confidence and optimism that many thought we had lost.” – Ronald Reagan
“By faith Abraham, when God tested him, offered Isaac as a sacrifice. He who had embraced the promises was about to sacrifice his one and only son,”– Hebrews 11:17
Even for a poet doing the best I can, I wish I were, in some ways, a better man. Sometimes, I can't write another line, Though I wish I were her Valentine.
Hearts impede and sometimes implode, Like a well-played violin that is over being bowed. There's not a lot that I feel I have left to say. It's just a bit of loneliness on Valentine's Day.
It's not like I'm looking for any sympathy, But I feel like everyone has forgotten empathy. I do what I do, always doing the best that I can Who'd have thought a poet would be a lonely man?
I take another deep breath, feeling on a roll. There's an emptiness that I feel down to my soul. Watching other lovers express their true bliss, I wonder to myself, looking around for my happiness.
The day was good and led to this moon-lit night, I was thinking to myself about the last time I felt right. It came just before you told me about the other men, And now I feel certain I can do without you again.
It's not like I'm looking for any sympathy, But I feel like everyone has forgotten empathy. I do what I do, always doing the best that I can Who'd have thought a poet would be a lonely man?
Playing my guitar, pretending to write a song. But I've nothing to say that feels very strong. All these words that used to fall into a rhyme, I still wish I were somebody's loving Valentine.
There was a time you were on me like a shadow, Now I find that you find it hard to say hello. And at risk, I feel, I may be sounding shallow. I'm always guessing at mysteries I'll never know.
It's not like I'm looking for any sympathy, But I feel like everyone has forgotten empathy. I do what I do, always doing the best that I can Who'd have thought a poet would be a lonely man?
(c) February 14, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along
ALOHA PROMISES FOREVER 