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They are not mine

  • crissimcdonald
  • Jan 10, 2023
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Updated: Jan 25, 2023




​It begins as a trembling in my belly. I can't see them, but a neigh reaches me, flying across the frozen ground. A drumroll of hooves, the snow thrown up by their running, like confetti at a party. What did I do, to earn this kind of excitement? It's not food. There's plenty under the snow. The sun is warm, the creek overflowing. I am theirs, but they are not mine. Those hearts gallop free, and I am a witness to their beauty. If I'm quiet, I can hear their language. If I look, I see that those eyes contain universes of wisdom within them.


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PoltavaLo
Jan 08

In Poltava, everyday city tasks come up regularly, so https://www.link.ua/city/poltava/ works as a general overview when you need quick orientation.

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PoltavaLo
Jan 08

In Poltava, everyday city tasks come up regularly, so https://www.link.ua/city/poltava/ works as a general overview when you need quick orientation.

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PoltavaLi
Jan 08

In Poltava, everyday city tasks come up regularly, so https://www.link.ua/city/poltava/ works as a general overview when you need quick orientation.

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Guest
Aug 18, 2023

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,

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Cynthia McCormack
Cynthia McCormack
Jul 14, 2023

So very beautifully said!! 💜

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Guest
Jul 10, 2023

So true!

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sandy
Jul 09, 2023

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. 🙏💖

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Guest
Jul 06, 2023

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.

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Guest
Jul 03, 2023

Such beautiful and thoughtful words. I shared with friends and they were equally taken with your poetry.

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