Tuesday, May 1, 2012

A baby in the neighborhood

The love we give away cannot be taken away. Forrest Church

No matter where we travel in the course of our lives-- in the mainstream, buffeted and pushed into the slow flow, or washed up on a sandbar-- we journey together. Never imagine you are exclusive in any thing. There is nothing new under the sun, says the prophet. There is only the new thing to your experience. So shall we seek to find ways to give away all the love we can imagine into existence?

Today I got to visit the newest family member on our country block. Her mama-the-mare guarded her carefully while she slept, and when she got up to nurse, standing on her long, spindly, still faintly wobbly legs, her mama was very patient. Miss Filly doesn't really have a name yet. Little rib cage, every bone apparent, skin still thin, mane baby-short and scraggly, and the most beautiful white forehead diamond on an otherwise brown body, she's just a treat. Fresh, alive, a miracle.

2 comments:

  1. I'm so glad you've met her. I had the chance on Monday. Jimmy called me over as he walked her and her mama through the field and back into the barn. She tried desperately to lead much of the way. She is so eager for the world; it is miraculous.

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