Three Horses, a Tractor, and a Man

Last Monday morning, after waiting a full week for the one pick-up truck rental in town to be available, Joe and I collected the truck. We pulled onto Celeri Lane, off of the main road to the Refuge at Pudding Creek, where there were three horses, a tractor, and a man waiting for us. The man loaded the horse manure with the tractor into the truck rental while I petted the horses. Once the manure was loaded, one of the horses turned around and vigorously scratched her back end on the wire fencing (almost knocking the fence down!). Now the poop from the horses will fortify the earth and nourish the flowers and veggies in our gardens. The flowers and veggies will then in turn nourish Joe and I. I also found out that the man with the horses built the barn at Pudding Creek. I was thrilled to be speaking to the person who built our art barn where creativity and garden tools mingle.

The teaching that everything and everyone arise connected to and dependent on everything else may sometimes seem intellectual and impersonal. Once you start to look though, you may be able to see how our lives weave together with those around us, forming a beautiful web of connection and mutuality. We are held in life, supported and supporting this wide world.