QUOTE (Gretta's Mom @ Nov 6 2013, 08:38 AM)

Oh Dash's mom
What a beautiful poem for your beloved horse, Dash. My heart is sorrowing for you in your first days of living without Beautiful Dash's physical body near you. Dash is still there - but as a loving spirit. He walks at your side, he naps in the sunshine with you, he watches over you, he guides your steps, and - most of all - he loves you. Our human grief comes from not being able to sense these things any more - for a while. You and Dash are soul-mates, he is your spirit animal, in the tradition of my people{ the White Buffalo). Mr dash searched the universe over until he found the one and only being - you - who carries a piece of his soul. Then he put himself in your path so you would meet him andyou, too, would know that he was THE ONE who carried a part of his soul. The Creator of the Universe made animals' lives much shorted than human lives. That means each of us who has truly loved and been loved by a soul-mate animal must show that love by setting him free and accepting all the pain that goes with that decision. That is the supreme act of love and Precious Dash know its. He is living in wht ai have come to call the Perfect World. And because he is a spirit, he can also be always at your side. You WILL be reunited with Dash - and when that happens you will always be riding free, with his mane and your hair blowing in the wind and showing the universe what a human-horse love is meant to me.
You are at the right place, Dash's mom. At lightnign strike no one will ever criticize you or tell you you "should" or "shouldn't" feel or do anything. Your and Dash's love is unique. So is your grief. And we are here to care and support you - to care and support each other as we live in the memory of our spirit animals and await our glorious eternal reunion. Please keep your LS brothers and sisters with you as you walk your grief journey. All of us have done that or are doing it now. In truth, I think it never stops until that "great gettin' up morning."
In peace, gentleness and blessings,
Gretta and Rufus's mom
Thank you for such a beautiful post, and amazing how you knew about Treasured Dash and me. You are correct he found me and he picked me. 16 1/2 years ago many tried to buy him and he refused to let them. He would watch me, whinny to me until he got me. He was stolen from me and I got him back, and while he was away I heard him and felt all of his emotions, people thought I lost my my mind. When I rode or was around him we communicated with no words, we just knew. I rode with very little motion because he knew.
I trusted Treasured Dash AKA Boss with my life, and he protected me more than once, and saved my life as well. I always took a piece of my hair and braided it into his mane where it stayed always. The day I had to let him go I cut a piece of my hair and braided it in his mane so we will always be connected.
I had to decide to let him go because he was in way to much pain and there was nothing more I could do. On that day he knew and that morning I had to walk him where he would be set free, and he knew. If he was not ready he would have never ever let me walk him over to that spot where the vet waited.
Our souls are bonded and I know I will see him again, he was my one and only true best friend. he loved me unconditionally, and he taught me many valuable lessons that have and will help me go through life. I also have a lot of guilt that through these years I have let him down, broken promises that were out of my control. But he always knew how much I respected and loved him. I miss him so very much.
I miss him deeply and it hurts very bad and I have not yet grieved or talked about it, no one else I know cares.