Last night I dreamt of ponies,
Hundreds and hundreds of ponies,
All sizes, shapes and colors,
Galloping unrestrained across a grassy, sun filled meadow.
I reveled in their grace, power and freedom,
Until I realized they were running in the opposite direction.
I opened my mouth to beg them not to run away from me,
To come back and stay with me,
But no words materialized over my anguished silence.
One lone pony separated from the herd,
And slowly made her way back to me.
“We aren’t always running away from the things we lack or fear.
Sometimes, we are moving towards that which fills our Soul
With wisdom, love and truth.
This is the way we find the path that carries us back to our true self.
We must trust that the Universe has better things available for us,
Even when those things are not yet visible on the horizon.”
Her message delivered,
The pony dropped her head,
And began nibbling on the sweet, sweet grass
Right in front of my own two feet.
~ Valerie Dixon
WillowHawk LLC
