“We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature – trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence… We need silence to be able to touch souls.”
One of the things I love about spending time at the stable is its inherent peace.
I walk through the door and the only sound I hear is the contented munching of hay as the horses reverently indulge their favourite pastime.
Bear will spy me as I walk through the door and nicker to me a soft greeting that warms my heart.
“Hi, Mr. Bear!” I’ll respond happily, and while eye-balling me he’ll nod his head up and down a couple of times in acknowledgement and then return to the important task of eating.
Though the stable is cool at this time of year and the horses are all cocooned in their respective blankets and stalls, there’s a peculiar warmth that pervades.
Peace is warm.
There have been times in my life where the only place I could go to get away from the incessant chatter in my head was the peace and quiet of the stable. All troubles and trials seemingly melted into the ether as I turned my attention to whatever horse was put in my charge for my two-hour visit.
Of course, during the past several years it’s been Bear who has worked patiently, as only horses can, to heal and restore my heart, mind and spirit. In his presence I am attentive. I lose myself in caring for his needs — grooming his coat til it shines; picking out his stall if it needs it; spoiling him with carrots and stud muffins, adjusting his blankets, exercising him.
My reward is to be present in his presence.
It’s such a gift.
Sadly, not everyone can, or wants to, spend time in a stable with a horse hoping to find peace.
I’d like to suggest, however, that peace can be found in any moment where we are fully engaged — mind, body, and spirit — with someone or something we love, or, as Mother Teresa so beautifully explained it, with Nature. A walk in the forest, by the ocean, in the park, just listening to the silence that is and finding peace in the experience of being lovingly present.
Peace is born of love. Love warms our hearts. Warm hearts incubate feelings of peace and love which can then be shared with the lives we touch.
Fighting for peace is the ultimate oxymoron. We can only love peace into our lives.
Peace brings stability.
The story of Christmas begins in a peaceful stable. 😉
Warm wishes to you and your loved ones this Christmas season …
Nurture what you love … and in this may you find peace …
Dorothy (and Bear)
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