About a horse
I know this - we are not the cars we drive, or the houses we live in or the clothes we wear - down to the very center of my being, I know this to be true. In my life time, I've experienced both ends of the financial spectrum. From taking for granted that I would always be lavishly cared for, to struggling to pay for necessities. I've been there and I am so grateful to have learned the lessons that come with lose. There is a freedom in living minimally and I've learned to embrace it! But....there is my horse - my beloved, Bentley. I hesitate to call him a possession - but lets face it... it does take a bit of money to provide for him. So why then, when I was at the height of my financial struggles, would I choose to do so?...Why, on top of working 2 jobs, would I spend what little free time I have doing barn chores to offset his expenses? This is an excerpt from my journal, written a few years ago, that might shine a light on the answer to that question.... animals are such a gift ... and as any horse person will tell you, horses are not just pets, they are life partners.
As I sit and watch you graze - playful, peaceful creature - I reflect on words a friend once told me – that horses represent freedom and movement.
When my story was fresh and raw and scary, I was afraid that I would lose you. When I thought that I was the story, you didn’t judge me. You didn’t look upon me with pitying eyes. You stood in my presence and you comforted me with your strong silence. We rode together into the woods and through the fields – you carried me. When I thought that I was stuck you moved me forward. And the story became less scary. And I realized that I wasn’t the story. I am me. I am the same me as always – free to move, free of stories.
I've added some photos of my favorites horses - from past and present, hoping that if you sense even a glimmer of what I feel, that your heart, too, will begin to open to Love in the form of a horse.
