To Enter into the Spirit...of Your Essence

To introduce the Winter theme/quote posted on the right column....I wrote this brief story about my relationship with Charlie, the horse. His Presence (the Spirit of who he is) in my life has become a Guiding Force and a rare gift of authentic expression.


Aside from Charlie, but still eluding to the Spirit of something or someone...it is not enough to simply "know"...the object in question beckons to be understood....as Bruce Lee's quote illuminates.


Seek to Understand....always. Therein lies the Gift.
Happy Holidays!

THE SPIRIT OF CHARLIE

Long black mane sailing in the winds as Charlie canters into the pasture's hills. The lean strong muscular lines of Charlie, the stallion, captured my eyes at first sight. His intrinsic beauty, his long unmanaged mane, his quiet demeanor all took note of my internal senses.

Although he is a stud, and with that label has a supposed disposition of aggression, I personally have never witnessed it. He is gracious for his hand fed treats of hand-picked grass, apples from the tree, and baby sized carrots. I presume he's got a real sweet tooth. He seems like a kid at heart. When he sees me he knows I'm the one who sees him for who he is at his core. He also knows I'm the one with his "candy".

Yes, our walks together are short. It is only a few steps from his stable stall to the outdoors and then about 15 horse lengths to the pasture I take him to where he'll gallop in his freedom. Considering this brief interaction of walking to and fro the pasture, brushing his mane on occasion and feeding him treats, we have cultivated a special bond. It feels as though we trust each other completely. We experience each other beyond our designated labels.

One of the most captivating sights I can think of is to watch a horse, such as Charlie, run towards the horizon and bear witness to the Internal Freedom and Majestic Nature horses are known for possessing. There is tremendous Beauty in the Strength and Ownership of who you internally are. In freely expressing his essence something magical comes to life. That is it...I witness Magic in seeing Charlie run the hills and have his long black mane sail the winds.