Moonlight Mirage Ranch

A horse can run from you.

A horse can charge you.

A horse can ignore you.

What a horse almost never does is walk toward you.

Slowly. Deliberately. Without flinching. Without performing.
One hoofprint at a time, the sky full of weather, the dunes holding their breath, closing the distance between his body and mine.

I lay on the sand and watched him come.

And somewhere in the middle of that approach, I remembered every person in my life who ever did this for me. Who walked toward me when walking away would have been easier. Who kept coming when the weather turned. Who did not explain themselves. Who simply arrived.

There are a few of them.

Very few.

In Latin, Incedo does not just mean to walk. It means to advance with purpose, to approach with weight, to move in a way that changes the air of the place you enter.

The Romans reserved it for gods stepping into rooms of mortals.

This is what he did.

This is what they do, the ones who love you.

The rarest thing on earth is not beauty. Not talent. Not wealth.
The rarest thing on earth is someone walking toward you, and not away.

If you have one of those people, tell them today.
If you are one of them, keep walking.

Real Will Always Be Rarer.

Incedo, from Over The Dunes.

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Happy Birthday week Jasmine!!
You are so precious! One year old April 15th.