Today, in Arizona we will be communing with horses for this solstice. Its a ranch that rescues horses called Equinimity. Thank you for this reflection. In breath and in LOVE.
The sound of their hoofbeats echoing through the power and clear beauty of your words. They lift the heart and eyes. Yes, so needed now. Thank you, Deena.
Thank you everyone for writing as we share in the horses’ joy as we turn to the light. They live down the other side of the hill and often come up here for the larger pasture to graze, so they know the way. And sometimes, you know how it is, they need a run. So they came up and then over time Sarah Samson whose land they share realized they were gone and came up too and took the video. But the other photo — well, they didn’t want to wait for her to awaken and came up, again, on their own. I had awakened for the first light and felt their presence and there they were, at home, as they should be on this earth.
Beautiful. The power of your poetry. So needed now. 🙏
Such a gift from the Solstice and our hope, Thank you.
I had to watch the horses so many times .. and read the poem out loud ... thunderous beauty. thank you
Yes, I keep watching the video now that they have gone home to their own pasture which is smaller so they sneak away for a run.
Today, in Arizona we will be communing with horses for this solstice. Its a ranch that rescues horses called Equinimity. Thank you for this reflection. In breath and in LOVE.
ahhh.....little baby sunlight drops born in my heart shimmering with hoof beats on our mama gaia's breast.........with solstice blessings.......
little baby sunlight
drops born in my heart
shimmering with hoof beats
on our mam gai’s breast.
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Retyping it so everyone gets the poem! Thank you.
Thank you! Seeking the light is its own reward. The light sometimes finds you when it’s darkest.
Astounding beauty, equinely divinely poetically. Thank you
The sound of their hoofbeats echoing through the power and clear beauty of your words. They lift the heart and eyes. Yes, so needed now. Thank you, Deena.
How extraordinarily uplifting - magical - powerful. Both the poem and what you witnessed. Blessed.
Beauty upon beauty. All of it. Thank you, Beloved.
This poem makes my heart sing! Seeing and hearing these horses run makes it soar xx Love from Totnes, Devon, Southwest England.
Thank you everyone for writing as we share in the horses’ joy as we turn to the light. They live down the other side of the hill and often come up here for the larger pasture to graze, so they know the way. And sometimes, you know how it is, they need a run. So they came up and then over time Sarah Samson whose land they share realized they were gone and came up too and took the video. But the other photo — well, they didn’t want to wait for her to awaken and came up, again, on their own. I had awakened for the first light and felt their presence and there they were, at home, as they should be on this earth.
Oh, this poem is so beautiful, Deena. And the horses, running, running, wild and free into the horizon. Every kindness, much love and gratitude