A good friend sent me half-a-gift the other day. Only half, as I am supposed to share this with another friend. As my gramps would say, "that's all right" because this gift is one of those really special ones that only gets bigger and better when shared.
This friend was touched by a movie.....a pebble in a pond movie, with the rings going out creating a journey of longing for understanding. One interesting note is, this movie is a horse movie....so when I finally got a tiny bit of life order that would allow me to savor the experience of the gift....my husband had control of the remote! Now he is NOT a horse fan. One of our first family exposure adventures had him riding my older mare, Sunday. Reliable as the day was long, firm footed and well, wise as a serpent. She smelled the fear long before she felt it slither down the reigns and took full advantage of not really wanting to go on a long "fun" ride on BLM property. I ended up walking both Sunday and the green-broke gelding home while my husband cursed falling in love with a country bumpkin. Back to 2012, how could I talk him into letting me watch this gift. It did not take much ...he loves a good movie and this one had received Sundance honors.....we settled down, hit play......and thus began that moment that would change my personal journey with dogs.
Spot March 2017; Listening; Hearing
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