The Magic of Waiting
The Magic of Waiting: What a sleeping mare teaches me about patience, connection, and the unseen
Magic never makes a sound.
Not when we hauled her home in a trailer that jerked and jolted like some kind of Morse code warning.Not when she lost Billy, her pasture mate, her constant.Not in the months after, standing alone, holding onto something unseen.
And then, this weekend, she slept.
Deeply. Unapologetically. Right there in the middle of a busy arena. And in her sleep, she spoke.
Horses don’t sleep like this unless they feel completely safe. They don’t call out in their dreams unless they’re…
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