The horse nudged my hand when I

Sallied forth- saying my truth ( horses love this)

I’d stopped brushing her –

Having suddenly felt less connection.

In this kind of therapy –

It’s all about paying attention

Our Heart to Heart connection-

(Her heart being seven times larger than my own)

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It was a love match from the beginning

But what I learned that day ( about myself)

Is that I lose the heart

By turning the love into a task….

I have often wondered why- me making dinner

Is often a disconnect with John-

And I think I have found the answer-

In the subtlety of putting down the horse brush

I can now see -instead of working at love

Just “being” with my friend ( Horse or Human)

Being with what-ever is in my heart…

With another… is love at it’s fullest.