"There is something about the eye of the horse that draws a human in.There’s gentleness and kindness that we see no where else,but yet there is that slight shine of power,preventing you from believing that you’re ever going to be more powerful than he."
I’ve decided I want to start riding, again. Something died inside of me when I stopped nearly two decades ago. I want that back … part of the little girl who had so much wonder and loved adventure. Who is this shy careful woman she has become? I don’t like her too much, at times.
This is how I feel every day. I miss having a horse. Living between trail rides snatched whenever I have the money or time….its just not the same. Horses continue to haunt my dreams, but I’d rather have them in my daily life again.