I do not want to find myself only happy when I am out in the barn. Everything in the barn makes me happy, every the crap. But just a few steps back outside and I can quickly be a goner.
In my life, I want more. I want more of what truly matters. Along the way, someone gave to me a gratitude rock . You might have heard of them. Just a rock that you stick in your pocket. Then every time you put your hand in your pocket, you count some of the blessings in your life. It allows the word gratitude to sink into our minds and souls.
At my worst moments, shortly after my husband died, I had to make a list and kept it on the frig. I would read it every time I opened the refrigerator door. Here is a sad fact, but so true of many of us: I learned more about gratitude for my life, after my husbands death than every before.
I no longer want to wait till after some tragic event occurs in my life to show those around me the blessing they are to me. I want to offer than whenever they are around me the Symphony of the “Dancing with Horses: a symphony for life. I want to make sure that they know how much they HAVE captured my soul: that deep contentment as if I was in the barn just brushing my horse and my soul is completely satisfied.
For today, I will share the music “Dancing with horses” and the peace that lives within their unconditional love, not only with the horses but with all those that cross my path.
I will “be the Gratitude “to all the Whinnies that capture my heart.
Remember always, be the Whinny and greet the world like your horse greets you, with unconditional love to all the two legged creatures in your life as much as the 4 legged ones.
Sending extra whinnies your way.
Always remember to Greet the world like your horse greets you, as if there is no tomorrow.
Just WHINNNNNNING out loud as much as possible!
Daily Oats: Livin for the whinny
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