Thursday, February 24, 2011
And Then There Was Us
After yesterday's delightful pony madness had subsided and the horses settled down, it was time for the unique routine of Saxony and me. It seems silly to say, but we look at each other. We make eye contact and stand gazing at one another for several long, quiet moments. Every time, I am moved by her, drawn in. I feel my deeper self respond to the openness of her expression, her seeming recognition of me. Every time, she touches my emotions.
I have experienced the scrutiny of a horse, the glancing awareness of a horse, their peripheral watching, but I haven't known this particular thing before, the way we just stand still and look at each other. Every time, it feels like we are coming back together after a separation, as if she's waiting for me on the other side of the security barrier at the airport and I have just broken through the crowd to finally see her. Every time, I feel reunited. I like to believe she does, too.