The Horse Whisperer

You must speak straight so that your words may go as sunlight into our hearts. 

Cochise

The whisper entered the room, and it vaporized as the love touched my soul. It was like the wind that struck me like the thunder of love. 

I am a love away from what it is called true love. A testament of the shackles of the tight confinement of sacred battle. It is like the wolf that only teaches you the trenches of life and the horse that leads you to the path of the unknown. 

The arches of the spear leaned on your spirit for direction and the focus you gave it when you believed that you can do it, swept me away like an earthquake.

The horse is your best friend like the wildered ground that rattles the earth. The essence of truth is like the horse’s spirit guiding to a journey of possibilities, strength, and power, which are all authentic to the nature of life. 

As the animals of the bewildered guided you amid the chaos, you understand the power of survival and community.  

As they marched on, they chanted the wisdom of freedom and protection to lead you in your path of destiny. This magical moment has come because you’ve understood the true meaning of partnership and the relationship between nature and man.  

Many blessings come in the form of the wild horse and remind you that patience and compassion are needed to pave the way to the next destination. 

Sacred matrimony occurs when one can hold humility and genuinely value the importance of patience and servitude. 

As the horse peddles its way into the woods and unknown terrain, its focus remains silent and loyal. 

If many held fast to the traits of the wild horse, it would honor the stamina and longevity of vitality with persistence and glory and not fold to its agonized pitfall of arrogance, pride, and selflessness.  

The wildness and man become one, and nothing matters after that sacred intimacy because there’s no death, only a change of worlds, so we will be known forever by the tracks we leave.

Seek wisdom, not knowledge. Knowledge is of the past, wisdom is of the future. 

Lumbee

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