Everything I thought I knew about horses and horsemanship has been passed under the microscope and little has survived.
She has pushed me to the very limits but never over the edge, beyond recovery.
In her stubborn nature, she's taught me patience and perseverance. In her willfulness and dominance, she's taught me to be an assertive and fair leader. In her disobedience, she has taught me to look beyond the surface and find out what is really going wrong. In her mischief, she has taught me to be more playful.
And then when she softly yields, she gives me the gift of submission. When she moves out under me and we fly through the fields, she helps me taste joy and freedom. When she leaves her herd or her food or whatever she was doing when I call to her, she shows the bond of our partnership.
She demands perfection but accepts my flaws.
I love her in a way no person should love another mortal creature. I am blessed to have her in my life and I am so thankful for all she's taught me.
3 comments:
Beautiful, Lisa! Hally Birthday smootches to Cricket!
Great blog! I very much can relate to your last sentence. So much love for a mortal creature can be a slightly disturbing feeling, but what can you do!
Awesome tribute to your girl, and to the path of horsemanship :-)
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