The Bed and Breakfast where we've been staying, No Cabbages in Gig Harbor, was the perfect place to be these last few months. From there in the woods overlooking the water--no television, barely any internet, quiet--I could finally think, meditate and explore--like a child again. It restored in me that child-like gift of wonder--to be a little afraid, amazed, curious, and light. Light--like no baggage.
Not to sound too woo-woo-out-there, but I learned to like myself again. Since my divorce, over ten years ago, and all the trauma of trying to make a new life while salvaging whatever I could from my old one--I had somehow started to see myself in a bad-light--almost like I deserved bad things to happen to me.
Now I don't.
I'm happier than I've been in many, many years--and I'm thankful for that.
So, I'll be taking a break while I take advantage of all this renewed energy and optimism and finish my creative projects around here. This definitely will not be a forever break--just a little sabbatical while I enjoy the last bit of traveling, lots of alone time with my husband, and my precious moments at home with all my animals.
As I sign off, I do want to give you an up-to-date account of the horses. As of now, Cowboy has ceased to do the head-shaking. I don't know if I can say the meds "cured" him, but there has definitely been a drastic change for the better. I'll be riding him this month and test it out on the trail, but I think I can safely say he has quality of life now--and there is a lot to be said for quality of life when it comes to horses...and humans.
Cia has returned to the gentle-spirited, trusting horse she used to be, but her cinch area is chapped and tender and hasn't regrown hair. It's still very uncomfortable for her to be touched or groomed there--let alone accept a cinch--which, of course, I haven't reintroduced to her. She's very much still on the mend, but I have high hopes for a full recovery--in all areas--emotional and physical.
Beautiful has matured beyond my wildest dreams for her. She used to be super reactive and fearful in the herd, but now she has risen to be one of its leaders. I'm amazed beyond words at this transformation in her. She seems to have made a decision not to rise to the #1 spot, but you can see it's a decision and it's not fear-based. In fact, she eats from the leader's pile of food and eats before the alpha-mare, Cowgirl. It's very strange, but has made for a much more intelligent Beautiful Girl. I feel like she has fully grown up.
Shadow has been dieting for two months now, and is in the best physical shape he's been in for years! This is wonderful news for my husband--since it's his trail horse. Red is still old, but doing great and staying young at heart as he babysits Cowgirl, Beautiful and Cowboy in a separate pasture.
As I've been writing this post, a huge turkey ran through my yard, and it was not a wild one. Someone is missing their Thanksgiving dinner and doesn't know it yet!
Well, I hope everyone has a great spring and summer with their horses and humans. I will be writing over at my other blog--and sharing pictures--that is one of the creative explorations I'll be devoting myself to--gardening, writing and the study of Emily Dickinson--but this one will be quiet for a while. I will, however, still stop in to your blogs to keep up with all your rides, training, and life-transitions!
So keep writing and Happy Trails!!