Kindred spirits

Who is KIN? Those who understand you, share your love of certain things, places, people. Travelers who come from nowhere and never leave. Eyes across the room with instant recognition. No words needed. Many in my field are kindred to me. Clients, neighbors, strangers in empty elevators are in that mix. Others not so much. My friend is having a 67th birthday today. We are kin. Over 55 years of never letting it lapse. We need our kin now. The world is cross. The humans are stressed. The planet too. Let it be. You are here to find you and then you find your kin. Form families, especially if you are without one that matches. The job is yours, the journey a grand adventure. Today we will venture down the trail on our beautiful therapy horses, bareback, into the sunshine and long grass. Wind in our hair, sun in our face, smiles and laughter the magic, and the beat of the hoofs healing the body with every step into our future! See ya in the arena!! Where my kin includes those magical horses! Twenty five years and still moving.