Home...

              Because really, I'm his favorite scratching post...and sometimes it's the little things that matter most.

...is where the horse is.  I couldn't figure out why I was so drawn to heading back to Lockeford every couple of weeks, when before, my life's mission was to flee from that place.  But when I pulled on my cowboy boots, turned on Kat Country 103.3 and headed towards the barn, it dawned on me.  My heart and soul will never be full and happy if there isn't a horse around.  Period.  I suppose this is one huge "well duh", but I guess I didn't realize what an impact not having Pony around was having on me.  Mom rode when she was pregnant with me.  Horses are in my DNA.  I need them like I need air...my big, goofy, lovey spirit animals. 

On my journey of simplicity and peace, this realization was a huge turning point.  Horses make my heart and soul sing.  Peeling off the layers of stuff in my home and leaving just the things that make me light up a bit and smile when I touch them....that makes my heart sing.  Going into someone else's home and helping them uncover what makes them peaceful and joyful....that makes my heart sing too.