I had to step so far away from everyone and everything to get to the bottom of what was actually going on.
I’ve only been out here 30 minutes but I have since brushed all 6 of my horses and got a nose high five from the seventh (he’s kinda shy).
Only months ago I wouldn’t have dreamed of doing that in case I got run over. Emotions were high, tensions run deep, trust was lost, respect was not given.
But I knew … I knew this wasn’t normal, this wasn’t how it was supposed to be. My horses are all kind and forgiving and loving.
Something was off.
But I also knew that once it was healed my horses would show me that. They’d mirror it to me. They’d be kind and caring and even fun loving again.
I had no idea how to get to the bottom of the situation but I did everything I was guided to do. And years later here we are.
Sometimes healing is not fast, it can be, but sometimes it’s not.
However, it’s always miraculous.
That’s why I write this post.
Because I’m sitting here in awe.
One day I’ll have words to explain the transformation, but today I’ll just take the sweet hugs from my sweet darling ponies and cherish them in my heart.
N just know that I have found my way home again, in my heart.
