When I saw that the weekly photo challenge was free spirit, I immediately thought of this photo.
My husband took this last fall.
It’s dusk and the sky was brilliant.
No fences, saddle, bridle or halter. What better way (in my opinion) to represent “free spirit” than an Appaloosa. With their rich Native American history…
I tried to think of how I could categorize this post as “growth”
Do we learn and grow from these incidents?
Do we become more paranoid?
I honestly think, all of the above.
My moment of growth came to me after my baby sister lost her battle to senseless cancer.
My 5 senses grew as well as my awareness.
Sight: I see and appreciate the colors around me.
Hearing: Birds, crickets, laughter…
Smell: Rain, flowers, my horses, fresh cut grass…
Touch: The feel of my hand over wheat in a field. Hold my hand…
Just a single touch can have an enormous stop in my tracks affect now.
Taste: Really tasting good (and bad) food, but appreciating that I don’t have to worry about my next meal, or if I have the ability to actually swallow.
…awareness: The unsung heroes of our civilian, medical, military and law enforcement.
Daily awareness of my lost loved ones.
I’ve grown to notice that things roll of my back much easier now, and that life is to short to surround myself with negative or petty people.