Finding a kindred spirit

Hello everyone
I (Kate) am in Vancouver visiting my daughter. Vancouver is on the other side of the World from N.Z. 24 hours flying at nearly 1,000km/hour. Prior to my trip over here I searched out Deborah Flinn from Twin Creeks in the Cowichan Valley on Vancouver Island. I e mailed Deborah and said I would contact her on my arrival in Vancouver. This I did and we met up the following week.

Deborah has a natural horsemanship Centre called Twin Creeks. She teaches natural horsemanship and coordinates natural horsemanship events. I was attracted by her website and her choice of words on it. My daughter Beccs and I stayed a night with Deborah.

I have a tendancy to be a "fish out of water" outside my own country. I am not a confident traveller. I arrived at Deborah's as an empty vessell with no landmarks to orientate me. Then it happened. My lovely daughter and I, feeling the victory of arriving, having navigated our way across water and through foreign territory driving on the "wrong side of the road" all the way, met Deborah Flinn. Familiar Worlds collided and home territory was underneath me as the relationship between Deborah and I commenced face to face. And this is where language gives out on me. How do I describe the ease, the knowing, the rest, the inspiration, the kindred spirit we both felt as we began to share ourselves, and our depth of love for horses and the way to them that natural horsemanship gives us. We talked about our operations, our horses, how I was drawn to her place, the communities around us, our lives and families, our journeys and our visions, and how she had to come to N.Z and ride with us at Mt Lyford.
We watched the video of me teaching Rob Cope Williams to ride that was made for CTV (which I left with her) and the slide show of our two horse trekking operations back in NZ. Even Beccs was interested, which is quite extraordinary. I explored Deborah's set up with envy and inspiration. I rubbed her horses and had a play and a ride on Rio when some riders came to have some time with him. I looked at the programme of her kids camp she had just completed with enthusiasm and knowing.

Meeting Deborah, however briefly, was a home coming of somewhere deep within me though I was in a far off land.
It got me thinking about many of us in the World who belong to this community whether we have met yet or not, and how we can communicate through this blog or by e mail or do what I did and visit when the opportunity arises. So please come visit us in N.Z. All details are on www.katetapley.co.nz.

Thank you Deborah Flinn a kindred spirit.