The fullness of the days never ceases to amaze me – so much going on, things to do, places to go, people to see, plans to make. On the days I take a breath at the end of the evening and sit outside, I wonder where the day has gone. Many evenings, I feel grateful, other days, just tired.
A few weeks ago, my daughter and I went to Colorado to ride horses in the mountains. After 20 years, it’s like going home. We had a splendid time – great horses, great days, great rides, wonderful friends and conversations.
This year, there was a simpleness – as if every moment was wrapped as a gift ready to be opened and enjoyed. The simpleness was in the joy of being together. The simpleness was in each moment – breathing fresh air, hearing the sounds of the quiet morning, feeling the winds change announcing the arrival of a storm, absorbing nature’s beauty, hearing Sarah sing in the shower and sharing glances of knowing.
As I wondered what to write today, knowing that I wanted to write about our time in Colorado, I realized why the idea of “simpleness” came to me. It was not that anything at the ranch was different, I was. The simpleness I felt was the space of being. That is, I was not looking to find new things “to do” – to substitute the fullness of my typical days of work and routine with vacation days of outdoor activities and schedules.
Rather, a mist of contentment of being settled into me. Yes, I was in a beautiful place, this time, I felt the mountains as a part of me and I a part of them.
I felt the strength and power of my beautiful horse Willow as we rode up and across the mountains and feeling the alchemy of our partnership. One of us a horse, the other of us a human – different sizes, capabilities and languages – bringing ourselves to each other, communicating, trusting, enjoying the day at a slow pace and having fun running with our horse and people friends through the mountain meadows.
Even after 20 years, I came home different. I didn’t leave the simpleness in the mountains when we left, I brought it home with me. I’ve thought about what this means and how to put it into words. But, it changes – like the winds – the mountains and horses didn’t have just one, summary, take-home message – they implanted a memory of being.
They remind me to feel my breath. The other day, I felt the winds change, there was a hint of fall coolness in the air. They remind me to enjoy the ride. Now, there are times when driving on the busy Atlanta roadways, I marvel at the cooperative dance. Whether I’m working on a project, getting groceries, talking with friends, or hanging out with Chipper, the cat, I remember the gifts we share.
And, in the midst of intensity whether meeting a deadline or in a meeting with swirling opinions and perspectives, the mountains and horses whisper in my ear that every moment is a breath of life’s simple elegance – vibrant, ever changing, and infinite.
Thanks for reading and have a wonderful day!
P.S. For those interested, our home away from home – the home of the beautiful pictures is C Lazy U Ranch.