Our Four Legged Friends, Spiritual Insight

Bareback Riding

Today my friend in South Dakota took me riding. We rode across vast expanses of prairie without another soul in sight. No telephone poles, no houses, no distant highway sounds.

For miles and miles all we see are the grasses, the cattle, the rolling hills, the sky…it is absolutely amazing. I felt like I had stepped back in time.

It is very unusual to find places where you can go and see no sign of human life except your own self. And to be on the back of a horse, moving freely with no roads, just the grasshoppers jumping and the dragonflies buzzing around us.

When we were almost back to the corral, my friend had me get off the horse, and she took off the saddle. After some ridiculously funny attempts on my part to get on the horse without a stirrup to assist, I finally managed with a slight leg up.

As I road the last portion of our travels on bareback, I felt like I had come home…again. But this feeling of home was between me and the horse. It was so organic and unbelievable, the closeness and intimacy and a feeling of this is how I have known it before – this is how it was meant to be.

In other lifetimes I have ridden horses, and it was always without saddles and stirrups and all this equipment. Today to be back on a Paint, riding bareback across the South Dakota prairies, there was no time at all. I was ecstatic. I was connected. I felt a part of something just by sitting on the back of a horse.

Tonight I am wondering if I will be able to ride again tomorrow. I am afraid to move as my muscles are revolting from the bumpy ride. But somehow I am going to get up on that horse without a leg up. I am going to fling myself onto the back of that horse, and I will remember how it always was before…

We will ride out where you see nothing but grasses and cows, and if you squint a little, all those cattle could look a bit like a herd of buffalo.

And we will remember how it once was.

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