I wanted to share with you an experience I've had over these past few months....many of you, I'm sure, have spent a fair amount of time around horses at some point in your lives, riding or petting and feeding them etc...I love animals yet haven't spent much time around horses. I've always admired their beauty obviously; they are so regal and I've appreciated their divine energy from afar....
Currently I am staying at a place that on my morning walks I'm very blessed to come upon these 3 lovely beings...I can't describe how awesome it's been for me personally in terms of my own healing...it has touched a place in my heart and subtly moved me in way I can only imagine many of you know if you've spent time with them yourself. I'm profoundly touched just by the sight of these beauties...this most recent past year for me personally was an incredibly challenging and difficult one in more ways than one.
Peeling away, not always gracefully, layer upon layer, as I left the house my husband and I lived in together for many years...it all sounds pretty straight forward but it's been anything but...you know life has it's way, unfolding and much unexpected...I've learned and 'am learning' so much from it all...the past few months have been very healing in terms of that particular chapter and I wanted to share a bit of the middle horse you see here, his name is dimpled Jack (because he has some cute white spots on him)...the other two may be considered more beautiful to the physical eye (when you see them in person) but for me this one has carved a very special place in my heart...you see he lost his partner a few years ago.
My current roommate described him in this way, "he was the saddest thing I'd ever seen in my life, he was like a statue of grief". He was kept separate from the other two horses after his partner passed away before he was eventually integrated with them...so he was standing alone, lost and heartbroken....(you know where I'm going with this, you've probably heard my story)...grief, healing from and mending our broken hearts takes time...it's never a straight line...and runs deep...and it's ALLright...it's really alright...allow it all...remember, our soul's gold...there's a special well of it here...
This scarred but special beauty is now doing much better than he was, sure I 'feel' him, he's not the same (yet he's beautiful all the same) and he's also not the same horse that was standing still in time, grief stricken...
So, I've had some amazing firsts...like feeding carrots to him... Yes, I said first time to put my hand out and feed a horse...and is there any coincidence it was this one...I don't think so...and it did something to me...to feel those soft lips on my hand and connect with this tender hearted one in that way...I'm changed because of the privilege...