Memories of our son Frank Ruiz Jr

Meditation

Yesterday, in the copper sun of a summer afternoon, a horse was laid to rest.

His name was, “Sir”, and earned the respect of that name.

He was loved by everyone who knew him.

Before he came to the sanctuary, his life was hard.

But, still, he came to them a gentle, loving, mighty soul.

His quiet strength touched so many.

Because of him, my husband is healing.

For that, I will always be thankful.

So, with a grateful heart, shortly before five o’clock, I meditated.

I was in the far pasture with them, and as Sir fell, I helped ease his fall.

I found my spirit next to his, laying in the grass.

I told him how much his Frank loved him, explaining why he could not be here now.

His lips touched my forehead, an angel kiss.

He knew.

I stroked his cheek and spoke words of comfort and love, until his eyes closed.

Then, I found myself next to a shallow river.

On the far bank, I saw Sir.

Tail and mane whipping in the wind.  He was gorgeous.

Next to him, standing in that radiant light… was my son.

They stood together, foreheads touching.

It was a magical moment.

A magnificent moment.

I knew they were communing; Frankie wanted to make sure Sir “Understood”.

Then, Frankie raised his hand in greeting. He beckoned me to cross.

I did, with an ease of motion that was like silk, surreal and smooth.

The tall grasses on the other side were blowing, and whispering wonderful things to me.

I walked to the boys standing there. I hugged them both.

Frankie’s hair was long and smelled like….snow.

His entire being was pure radiance. His smile, pure peace and love.

He hugged me. No words could ever describe the intense joy that filled me. 

He stepped back, smiling at me. (That Elvis smile that he wore so well).

I looked at Sir. Then I asked Frankie, “Are you going to ride him?”

He looked at me, like I should already know.

Then smiled and said, “No...he is a Pegasus now”.

He watched Sir with obvious admiration and love.

Frankie looked at me, and I knew it was time.

They walked, side by side, into the golden twilight.

Both
shoeless
and
without tether.

Free.

7/8/18

Lynn E. Ruiz