all the pretty horses

i went to montana a month or so ago and took some pretty horse photos. they are too pretty to hide away so i want to share them with the world (more like my 2 or 3 faithful blog readers) :-p

horses remind me of my childhood, because as a young girl i loved horses so much. i'd always imagine myself on a beautiful white horse (or unicorn, sometimes with wings) galloping across the open plains. i think it was because i watched all the my little ponies and lady lovely locks cartoons and thought girls were meant to ride pretty horses around and because horses were my image of freedom, majesty, beauty and adventure.

now that i'm older i'm actually kinda scared of horses when i'm standing next to them. they're so big and when they snort and whinny and swish their tails and stomp their feet right next to you it's kind of scary. i guess what i had imagined horses to be like in my fairytale dreams was a little different.

i still hold on to that image of myself riding the horse across the open plains. to where i'm riding i'm not sure, but i'm trusting that my horse is taking me there. at a time when i'm feeling a lack of motivation, direction, and clarity in my life i guess in a sense i would liken my horse to God, trusting that he will carry me to where he wants me to be. i'm longing for simple, uncomplicated answers to my uncertainties and instead i feel like right now i'm being pulled in a dizzy mess of directions. now if i can just get the courage to climb up on my horse and ride maybe he will help guide me to wherever i'm truly longing to go.