Breakthrough
Through the rhythm of emergence and the dance of the night The melody of a soul arising stirring something grander inside of you, yet far beyond you Its pulse so palpable no matter that at times it stole its promise … Continue reading
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The Time of the Singing of Birds
“Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest THY FLOCK to rest at noon?” “Behold, thou ART fair, my love; behold, thou ART fair; thou HAST doves’ eyes.” “He brought me to the banqueting … Continue reading
Yeah, But Can You Ball?
Gearing up toward Game Day, one day and counting and this space will come to life after a long hibernation. Getting the drop on with our strut, then it’s pass me the rock. Do you ever outgrow a satisfactory play … Continue reading
Sun Standing Still
If you took heed, you could almost tell that for a little bit longer the daily movement of that rising star seemed to be still in the sky. This miraculous winged friend here decided to be just as still. Didn’t … Continue reading
The Good Seed
Grasses are wind-pollinated; they need not place their energy into developing showy flowers to attract pollinators and yet they enticed us. The good seed, here playing in the wild patch determined to get into the arena even without a horse.
Flowing Through the Waters
Expressing emotions while not disrupting the flow of our energy, every precious movement in celebrated flow consistently, assuredly and composedly…it’s a feat for sure. From the nadirs of our fountain of candor, it can’t be denied without a lesson, not … Continue reading
Something to Note From Behind
“Damis, you’re on a horse today.” What a commendable day it would be if my ears heard that statement from the captain. I wonder if these fine gentlemen feel the same about their assignment of the day. Nonetheless even from … Continue reading
Marvelous Maeve
She displayed a spring in her step, followed by a few breaks to peck & take a look around, to sniff the scented afternoon air…scratching, digging rooting up the sod. How does it feel to roam and be free? The … Continue reading
Pixie Stop Over
And suddenly the half-noticed side table felt different. Speckled with aromatic fringe petals, atop a fresh coat of sophisticated color. Yes, it became more intriguing under a thickening canopy, immersed in beams and delicate scent swelling. More complete. More pixie … Continue reading
Wrangle On
When a horse barn features an on-staff most loveable horse wrangler like Alex here, one develops a fondness for treasured time in her presence. Not a rough-hewn thing about her, but an unrelenting devotee to her fellow wranglers-in-the-making and her horses … Continue reading
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