Onaqui Wild
The Yin & the Yang
Like two different sides of the same coin, the wild horse range inspires opposing emotions in me.
On the one hand, I feel a sense of calm wash over me as I am welcomed by the softness of pastel colors all around me. I feel almost sedated.
Faint shades of purple, orange, yellow, pink, and blue, frame the pale mustard coloring of the brush and grasses bending in the breeze.
Like a beautiful mural spread out before me, I simply must stare in awe.
I am ushered into another dimension it seems, an almost surreal experience.
I take a slow, deep inhale and exhale just as slowly, yielding myself to the tranquility if offers.
This is the yin of Onaqui wild.
On the other hand, every cell in my body awakens from its comatose state,
energized by the geometric shapes of the mountains crashing into each other;
the crunching of the gravel beneath the tires; and
the anticipation of what's to come-
a full, fun day of exploring 2 track roads for the hidden treasures this haven holds:
the American Mustangs.
This is the yang of the Onaqui wild.
During a recent, unnecessary, and massive roundup, the horses had so much stolen from them:
their herd mates and the strong bonds they shared;
their freedom to move about and to support and protect themselves and each other;
the ability to run freely when they choose without the boundaries of an enclosed corral;
their health- staying well-fed, fit and strong
through the daily work of foraging and navigating across expansive and rugged terrain;
and sometimes,
they lost their very lives at the hands of those (the Bureau of Land Management)
who seek to significantly reduce their presence in the wild
so that they can generate more income by leasing the public land
(on which these horses were born and are protected by federal law)
to privately owned cattle and sheep.
And while the horses have been through so much
and have lost so much,
they gave me so much!