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This early morning with the sun just coming up I spent a moment hugging my horse before feeding her hay. The kind of hug where her snout and head drape over my shoulder. I spoke words of appreciation and affection. I felt the weight of her neck and head sink into my shoulder. She was relaxing and we were melding. The time ended. She licked and chewed and we each went our own way.
What did not end comes to me now as I sit at our kitchen table eating breakfast, and her scent lingers on my shirt and skin. What also did not end was a beautiful moment of communion with this animal. The radiance of our time circles the globe and fuses with the grand quality of Love that baths human beings and our beautiful planet. I believe it also ferrets out old and worn out patterns of thought and feeling; these being formed by misunderstandings, amnesia and forgetfulness of the divine heritage of men and women. It’s gentle and absolute voice inspires all the substance that is locked in that matrix to Come Up Hither and Be Here Now. All is Well.
Horses have not forgotten this.