In Your Own Hand
- crissimcdonald
- Feb 19, 2023
- 1 min read
Suspended above the ground, our feet move us across the terrain, connecting us to the earth and our other senses. But what of horses? At the walk, only one foot is away from the ground before another rises. Three feet, sending information about temperature and texture, pointing in alignment with where the horse wishes to travel. Seen in slow motion, hooves perform an intricate dance. The hooves that have left impressions on the earth, and the horse who made them, will disappear in time, and others will come to take their place. Looking at hoofprints in the dirt, you can tell what speed the horse was going, how much weight they carry, and if you run your fingers, lightly, as though you’re touching a fragile thing, you can feel that hoof in your own hand.
Thank you! I found this with my little mare. As I can´t ride anymore and she isn´t a horse happy to just stand around, she is ridden by others. Now I hear she is good in avoiding to work. When I say, no, she isn´t, probably they just didn´t give the right cues, all I get is blank stare, Seems that the idea, that a horse is always following the cues of the rider is not widley known....
Ursula,
So very beautifully said!! 💜
So true!
I am reading Untethered Soul by Michael Singer for the second time. ( I considered it to be “ my bible” ten years ago after making a major life change). your beautiful poem is like having dessert after I just finished the last chapter! Crissi you are so beautiful from the inside out. 🙏💖
I love this! I would also love to know more about Top. We have a 16 year old QH, whose previous job was a ranch horse, dragging calves, etc. We tease that his first answer is always a definitive "NO". He's coming closer to yes being his answer of choice for most things, but it's taken a long dang time.
Such beautiful and thoughtful words. I shared with friends and they were equally taken with your poetry.
Love Love Love this..... Thank you!
So beautiful, so true . A perfect poem and a,great way of thinking about things. Thank you so much for sharing Crissi.
Sweet and poignant. Thank you, Crissi.
Well said! Thank you for sharing in the moment.