deb's ghost .. Onnika

[Guest guest]

> Yes, my old guy will probably return as a straight laced old human

> teacher that keeps a tray of cookies by his chair in the evenings

> while he watches Animal Planet.

 

Thats a beautiful thought Onnika )

 

> On the other hand, there's probably alot

> of Hindus who've had to return to life as an Arabian horse because

> they are fascinating to watch ;o)

 

In the midst of such enormous changes in my life over the last 12 months,

one thing has bought me unbridled joy, and moved me to tears many times. My

young boyo Khaan .. playing .. running around the paddock, tearing back up

to me and screaming to a halt 3 inches in front of me, snorting in my face

with his head held high and tail cocked over his back. Then turning away and

trotting off with that incredible extended " Ive got springs on my feet "

trot, levitating himself a foot off the ground with each step, he appears to

linger there, as if suspended in a moment of time .. it is just so

incredibly beautiful, the tears roll down my cheeks. I feel so priveledged

to be witness to such a display of innocent perfection.

 

Something so big, so powerful, so intelligent, yet utterly full of love and

trust .. he melts as I speak softly to him and he puts his face to mine, and

kisses me, big slobbery horse kisses blahh )

 

They are fascinating Onnika, and captivating, I never tire of watching him.

blessings on you .. deb x x x

[Guest guest]

Yes, it's their free energy that makes them so. I first noticed that

one day when my high school class was being bused to its usual track

and field for phys ed. In a quiet mood, I looked out of the window

merging with the scenery and enjoyed by buzz and the bounce of the

bus. Around me were the common high school conversations, the boys'

insulting quips and the girls makeup and boys. When the bus stopped

to let us out to practice our racing on the track, most of the

riders stepped out complaining and downcast and physically tired,

not wanting to run. But, I came out like a young horse, the energy

in my body in the patterns of thanking the grass and the sky for

giving me a place to dance.

 

 

 

Realization , " deb " <willett@h...> wrote:

>

> > Yes, my old guy will probably return as a straight laced old

human

> > teacher that keeps a tray of cookies by his chair in the evenings

> > while he watches Animal Planet.

>

> Thats a beautiful thought Onnika )

>

> > On the other hand, there's probably alot

> > of Hindus who've had to return to life as an Arabian horse

because

> > they are fascinating to watch ;o)

>

> In the midst of such enormous changes in my life over the last 12

months,

> one thing has bought me unbridled joy, and moved me to tears many

times. My

> young boyo Khaan .. playing .. running around the paddock, tearing

back up

> to me and screaming to a halt 3 inches in front of me, snorting in

my face

> with his head held high and tail cocked over his back. Then

turning away and

> trotting off with that incredible extended " Ive got springs on my

feet "

> trot, levitating himself a foot off the ground with each step, he

appears to

> linger there, as if suspended in a moment of time .. it is just so

> incredibly beautiful, the tears roll down my cheeks. I feel so

priveledged

> to be witness to such a display of innocent perfection.

>

> Something so big, so powerful, so intelligent, yet utterly full of

love and

> trust .. he melts as I speak softly to him and he puts his face to

mine, and

> kisses me, big slobbery horse kisses blahh )

>

> They are fascinating Onnika, and captivating, I never tire of

watching him.

> blessings on you .. deb x x x