tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608688923121913192.post9074511786980300832..comments2012-03-29T09:01:59.432-07:00Comments on Paleolution: Meditations on NatureColleen O'Rourkehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16860662373824970853noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608688923121913192.post-63083088093991122322011-12-09T10:02:19.376-08:002011-12-09T10:02:19.376-08:00Awww, yeah I miss horses so much, I havent been ar...Awww, yeah I miss horses so much, I havent been around one in...wow, seven or eight years :( Im so jealous of your guyses awesome farm club, i would honestly LOVE to have the chance to get up early and go muck some stalls and haul shit around a barn and shit. :DColleen O'Rourkehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16860662373824970853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3608688923121913192.post-49347028542443614742011-12-09T09:54:22.662-08:002011-12-09T09:54:22.662-08:00Beautifully written. The first thought that comes ...Beautifully written. The first thought that comes to my mind is when I am with horses. I have to be present and aware because I've been kicked in the cheek by a mule and stepped on, and frankly these guys are huge and could totally mutilate me if they wanted. Generally, though, they don't want to. They want to be scratched and to smell you and ask for treats. When I am with horses, I let their sounds, smells and feeling fill me up. I like the smell they leave on my hand or the snot trail on my shirt from a nudge for more scratches. I have to let go of everything else- and not even really consciously- rather- it melts away. I am excited to go to the farm this weekend to see if I can spend some time with the livestock and get a bit of this feeling. :)wombathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15661955671671007342noreply@blogger.com