Today I met a horse, or a horse met me. It was instand love, a coup de foudre. Our hearts were beating the same rhythm. I opened my arms and he/she came to me. We got acquainted and he put his nose againt my hand. I was allowed to stroke his nose, behind the ears and in the neck to the shoulder. And then I was also stroking under its shin and he almost fell asleep in my arm. Mind you he had a keen eye out for my partner approaching the other horse, so he had taken action and had sheelded it (either controling or protecting) but now within a few minutes he had found the courage to trust us both and give in to me and my magical hands.
It was a moment of bonding, a moment of pure heart power…
When I walked on, I cried… And when I write this I cry again.
Thank you for the pure love brave horse, I name thee ‘Wind’ because of the breeze of love you ran through my heart and soul
And thank you Ilse Hendrickx for the picture