What else?

And suddenly there is was, out in the open as if it had always been there.  Unmistakable. I didn't approach it at first, I didn't want to scare it away.  So I smiled instead and very quietly said, "hello".  It turned to face me and stretched a question out between us, fragile as a spider's web and just as strong.  "Would you?" the question asked and without meaning to I found I had taken a step toward it.  I think I saw it smile.

"What do you love?" It asked me. 

"People," I said.  "And words and the ocean and skipping and horses."

"Horses," it repeated.  "It's been a long time since you talked about horses."

"A very long time," I agreed.

"But you haven't forgotten?"

"No, never." I shook my head, grinning.

"So, horses then. There could be horses.  What else?"

I could see all of the ideas spread out like a candy buffet at a summer wedding and for the first time in a long time, I reached out a hand toward them.

* I wrote this a few weeks ago. It feels like it belongs somewhere, like there is more of the story that I just haven't quite found yet.  But at the same time it is so very much all about today because on Saturday I go for my training as a volunteer with the local equestrian therapy center.  As of this Saturday there will be horses again.  What then, I wonder? What next?