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In quiet contemplation I have discovered some of my most profound insights.  In these moments the infinite is encountered and the material becomes impermanent and insignificant.  Peace and harmony enter the wounded soul and bring peace and harmony.
Our human world is cluttered with things to do.  

As a human I am always finding something with which to engage my time and attention.  It is part of our human condition to keep busing planning and doing.

Horses don't have this human need to be busy doing.  As long as they have a full belly, they are content to simply be.  They don't plan for tomorrow or despair over yesterday.  They find simple contentment in just being.

Just being in the presence of horses brings me into a state of mindfulness contemplation.  The simple act of brushing the horses this morning was a time of peace, harmony, and restful joy.  It was a time of mutual sharing with both the horse and human entering into the bliss of the infinite. 

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