I always hope that with each post I can be inspired by something. Something that will make you all want to read and feel how I feel. I always hope I can continue to do that.
As always, my summer with the horses as been well beyond my human expectations. Each and every day I spent with them was truly a blessing that I hold to my heart. For the most part each and every guest has become a very close friend, or a soul mate of sort, someone that was there and re-discovered or someone I just met, bonded by not only the horses, but the mountain. I feel very blessed. And for those few that did not “get it” I wish you well and hope you have peace in your life like those of us who did find it on the mountain this summer.
I had planned to do an early September trip, but because of the death in early July of a very close person in my life, I have decided to forgo that trip and instead return to my native state of Michigan, sharing the memory of him with some close friends. I know the horses will understand. It is something I need to do.
Life is short. I know we have all heard that term before, but this summer, perhaps, it has effected me even more than ever. I have spent my summer with some of the most wonderful people I have thought I could never know. Some will be with me as best friends for the rest of my life, and I cherish that thought. I am also looking forward to the new ones I am yet to discover.
Each of us never know how much time we have on this journey of life we call home. We need to make the most of each moment, feel it, and be happy with our decisions.
There have been many people on the mountain this year, but few remain to camp with the horses. For whatever that reason, I hope it continues that way. I would like to think that the horses choose who they want on their mountain. Please let it always be that way.
I leave you with a few photos from my last few trips, and know that I will be back soon and yes, I will share with you. Isn’t that what life is all about? Sharing and giving. I try to remind myself of that everyday.
And even when I am not on the mountain, I still am. Thanks Meg, for capturing that thought.
I promise, as this summer becomes fall and the fall becomes winter, I will continue to share with you the photos I took throughout this most meaningful summer.