riding lessons as life lessons

juno hug

On holding the reins: “There is an art to holding hands, too. Have you held hands with someone who has more tension in their arm than rhythm, someone who carries your hand just a bit high, or pushes the swing past a natural place or goes from fluid to abrupt in a disturbing stride? It’s the tense pull of your mother’s hand when you were little and in trouble. The teenage angst-filled hand of your first date. Or it’s the hand that moves and flows so fluidly that the two of you move unified in a rhythm that balances tides and moon phases.”



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