Evening -

The time with the horses, the mentors, Jim and the other cancer people today was magical.   What can I say?  I feel that I rode like the wind.  I posted easily.  I rode on Hallie again.  She and I are good friends.   I directed her perfectly, even though there is no perfect.  Was it only eight week ago that we were directing other humans with a stick?  Now, we have graduated to a horse, and perfect conveyance through legs and hip-bones.  Yes, it is magic.   We were given so many gifts today it is hard to know where to begin.  It turns out there are no grants for this program.  It is all volunteered. Somehow they see us as the givers.  I am sitting with this tonight.  The gift of cancer seems to be that I am a giver without really doing anything.  Of course, I showed up and had great fun moving Hallie around, guiding her, and riding her.  My smiles in all my cells were huge.  We were given a framed photo of ourselves for a graduation present.  I am hugging Charger.  It says it all, since my favorite part was the hugs, and I actually called it Hug Therapy rather than horse therapy.   Someone called Mark Rashid or his publisher, and they immediately sent us all a book, Horses Never LIe, The Heart of Passive Leadership.  I am sitting touched tonight, reverberating in circles that are more than I could ever know.  I have connected with a wonderful group of people.  I am welcome anytime at Marin Stables to play with the horses and the people.  It is a treasured spot, like an oasis, or Shangri La.  I am very touched tonight.   I hope you, too, are feeling touched by the sky, the leaves, and the starlight that will soon snuggle depth into our eyes.