We turned yet another corner on the twisting snake of the mountain road, and an enchanted scene was laid before our eyes. Shafts of winter sun streamed down through the elongated vertical trunks of a stand of Scots Pines. Their bark glowed pink in the sunlight, and a soft green blanket of moss was spread across their roots, as though to keep them warm. Between the linear shadows a herd of ancient horses roamed through the pine scented air. Time stopped and endless generations of horses spilled together into this one moment of sun lit beauty deep in the Scottish Highlands. It felt as though these horses had stood here for centuries, connected with the soil and hills in perfect harmony.
With their beautiful faces and long flowing manes I’m certain they would look magnificent galloping across the hillside, but on the day we met they were content to snack on grass shots newly sprouted beneath the slender pines. There is something utterly relaxing about looking into the eyes of these horses, with their steady gaze and curious demeanour. Some came to the fence to check us out, while others hung back in the dappled shade of the mossy forest. The soft beat of their hoofs as they walked the earth, and the meaningful sighs and tail swishes passed between them as a hidden language, were entrancing. I was lulled into the spell of the world turning at their pace. Horse speed felt like the pace of relaxation, and by going slow the world came into sharper focus. I felt my connection to place deepen as I stood among the wild horses on the mountains edge and just breathed.
Wishing you all an exciting and successful year of the horse
Click here to find out more about the Chinese symbolism of the horse
If you want to know more about this beautiful native breed, the Highland Pony, click this link.
Here is a link to the Highland Pony Society, which has lots of information about this ancient breed of horses, native to the Scottish hills.