Hello pleasant-folk! As fate would have it, I have returned with yet another tirade of words. Three blog-posts in a row, this is becoming somewhat of a regular habit for me now, isn't it. Oh well, no issue there I suppose. In any case, I just felt like communicating to you the immense joy that I feel right now. Please note that joy in this instance is not to be confused with happiness. Happiness is rather, in my opinion, superficial and you know, light. Joy on the other hand is something that I would say is buried much deeper, and is also much more prevalent. To me, joy can exist even in the absence of happiness. I know this concept sounds strange, but it is what I believe.
such a sweet little pony eh?
So then, the question arises, what is this thing that is capable of bringing me joy? Well, the answer has to be my beautiful sanctuary, Riders Lodge. It is a place that i feel safe, feel contented, feel indisputably happy, no, joyful. On a queer level, whilst I am there, I feel as though all is right in the world, and that nothing horrid could possibly touch me. It really is my idea of paradise. What spurred this blogpost, i suppose, would be the fact that I was again granted the immense pleasure of taking a short day-trip to Riders Lodge on Saturday. It was a wonderful day, the unforgiving heat of the sun blocked out by soft, greying clouds, a soft breeze in the air, and the smell of horse all around. Moreover, we were fortunate enough to not have it rain. Yet the apogee of my time spent there had to be when I was able to ride the horses, and not only that, but I got to care for them as if they were my own for those few short hours. The sheer experience of riding upon such a powerful creature is just so humbling and so awe-inspiring. I mean, that this majestic and beautiful creature would adhere to my commands when it has the power to easily defy, and even destroy me, that truly is something to behold, and I treasured every moment of it. Wow. Leaving Riders Lodge was, as usual, a heart-wrenching affair. I hated leaving the place that brought me such immense joy and peace that no other place could possibly hope to offer. Oh well, even now as I think of my sanctuary in an odd mix of melancholy and wistfulness, I cannot help but smile with the knowledge that I will return there soon. One way or another, I will be returning soon.