Heart of the Wild West

Horse knowledge by Christiana Pureteen'pink


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The Issue Observed

I have been paying close attention to myself as though I were a parent observing her child. I live my life as I see fit without paying attention to my “observant parent,” until the end of the day. During this time of observing I am always disappointed with myself.

I remember who I was and I realize I have changed… quite a bit! Some for the better and the other chunk made the naughty list. Although I have matured, I have become a trouble maker and no longer courageous in bravery. This picture use to be different a few years ago.

I put my ruminator glasses on and sat into my chair of solitude. Today I run to things I never saw myself chasing. I became bored with my life even though I am always a busy hamster. Immune to dreams I have become; they have been traded for the weight of the world.

No, I didn’t figure out my issue in a day, although the root of it was always pulling on my heart. I have felt the pain constantly, so I kept swallowing it down deep until the issue grew. I know now the answer to my problem: my past life was gone - horses.

I have run to other things because I no longer have anything to keep me occupied. They have vanished and so has my sixth instinct. Dreams are no longer interesting because my base is no longer existent. Stupid it may seem, but to me it makes perfect sense. Horses were my life.

Yet, God has ripped a part of me out to use as a lesson; to show what I am without a dream, without a confidence. He now has to be my dream, my confidence. Until then, no horse will come galloping to my rescue.. no, I must rescue myself first through HIm.

Tick tock

Have you ever experienced a situation where you had a secure plan, but then realized that before you can move on to the next step you have to discover more than just the surface of that plan? I have also realized this complication. Recently I have found out it is usually because of - time: tick tock, tick tock.

I use to believe I can accomplish anything I put my mind to do, but then reality said I would not be permitted to all my dreams, because of - time: tick tock, tick tock.

Yes, I believe I can graduate college and pursue my career, but does that mean I won’t have time for family, friends, activities I enjoy, a future family, or obtain other dreams? Tick tock, tick tock. 

Will horses never again be involved in my life if I cram other dreams to the front? Will I have time to do art, music, write books if my career takes over? Most importantly, will I have time for God and His ministry if I take what He meant for just a season in my life and transform and make it my only purpose? Tick tock, tick tick

Will time force me to leave my past to embrace a new way of living or will I have to forget my dream of a career so my past dreams can shape my future? Tick tock, tick tock. 

Maybe, just maybe… I can discover a road between the two bridges.. Oh if I only had more - time: tick tock, tick tock. 

Summer Wind

Summer Wind

Still Living My Dream Behind the Bars of Reality

My dream began December 2005 when a teenage girl getting ready to head off to college told my brothers and I that we would for Christmas be getting her old mare, Ginger. Ginger was the second horse I ever rode in my life and my first horse to ever get riding lessons on. Now, she would become the first horse for me to own. As a little girl I use to pray every night that God would give me a horse. Two months before I turned twelve, He answered that prayer and it has been by far the best Christmas gift ever. June 26, 2012 was the day I said good-bye to the last horse I owned, Summer Wind, because I myself was on my way to college. It has been over seven years of having horses, and living my life without them in these last few months has been unrealistic for me. There isn’t a day that goes by that they don’t cross my mind and that I don’t wish that they were here again, but it was something I had to do. Yet, that doesn’t mean I cannot keep living my dream: that I will be apart of their lives; but until then they will just apart of my soul, heart, and mind. 

Dreams fulfilled help others launch new dreams. Ann Romney