The Call of the Cowboy Spirit: My Fascination with Horses, Ranches, and Farm Life

As I sit here watching Wildfire on Netflix, I find myself lost in the world of ranches, wide-open fields, and the untamed beauty of horses. It’s a world I’ve never personally experienced, yet something about it calls to me. I’ve often wondered why I feel such a deep connection to the idea of ranch life, despite never having been around horses myself. Maybe the answer lies in my roots.

My daddy proudly called himself an American Japanese Cowboy. Raised on a farm in Agate, Colorado, he embraced the cowboy way of life—watching westerns, attending rodeos, and sporting his cowboy boots and hats with pride. His love for the western lifestyle was something I grew up witnessing, even if I didn’t fully understand it then.

And then there’s my brother-in-law, Charlie Sampson—a World Champion Bull Rider. My family followed his journey with excitement, from cheering him on in person to watching him dominate the rodeo circuit on TV. My parents even visited the Cowboy and Bullriders Hall of Fame to see where he was honored. The rodeo world, with all its grit, determination, and connection to animals, was always within my orbit.

Perhaps these are some of the reasons I’m so drawn to horses and the stories of ranch and farm life. But the deeper I reflect, the more I realize it’s not just about family influences—it’s something in my spirit.

Even though I’ve never stood beside a horse, I find myself mesmerized by their presence in movies and books. There’s something about their beauty, their strength, and their silent wisdom that speaks to me. I can’t prove it, but I believe horses know things—things we, as humans, can only guess at. They seem to understand the mysteries of their surroundings, capable of chilling, running free, and remaining alert all at the same time.

Maybe it’s the Empath in me that draws me to them—their essence, their energy, their way of being. Horses symbolize freedom and power, yet they also embody gentleness and connection. They exist in a space of knowing, moving in harmony with the land and their instincts.

As I finish writing this, I continue dreaming of a different kind of life—one where I breathe in fresh air, stand amidst miles of greenery, and feel the presence of these majestic creatures. Maybe one day, I’ll finally experience it for myself. But for now, I’ll keep embracing the cowboy spirit in my heart, watching from afar, and letting my imagination roam free, just like the horses I admire.

LadyFlava of LadyFlavaNews

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