I imagine when Kip and I decided to come to earth together to cocreate in this lifetime, our first conversation about it was rather interesting.
I imagine that we were having a lot of fun together up there, so much fun, that we decided we would add a little twist to our friendship.
I imagine I told him that I wanted to come to earth to learn about compassion, entitlement, truth, and love… and I’d like to learn it with him.
I Imagine we had an understanding that throughout my learning process, I would feel entitled to him. I would do things to him that he didn’t want to do, I would ask things of him that shouldn’t be asked. I would act in ways not compassionate, and I’d carry forward wounds around love.
I also imagine I vowed to understand this experience, learn from my mistakes, and make every decision with the most integrity I understood at the time. I’d learn what makes him happy, what makes him comfortable, what his love language is, and I would never stop learning until I felt I deserved a partner with such depth. I’d dedicate this life to learning with him and for him and for animals as a whole.... and I'd always honor his wild spirit.
So I was born to a mother with abusive parents who did not know compassion to pass down. She’d learn through her children and her children would learn through their animals.
Kip is a thoroughbred. He was born into an industry fully entitled to his body on every level, using him to the depths of his ability, then abandoning him so he’d make his way to me.
I imagine these experiences created the container for him to learn contrast, and forgiveness. I imagine he chose experiences that would prepare him for when we’d meet in this lifetime.
The day I found Kip he ran up to me as if he remembered me. Thankfully he did 🩷 as we humans love to forget.
And so we journey together. Learning, growing, and never forgetting how lucky we are to experience and feel and love.
What would you imagine your conversation about coming here together was like with your horse?