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Gloria Lybecker posted an update
Where freedom begins...
I still remember the first time I pressed my hand against a horse’s muzzle with tears in my eyes, wondering if I would ever feel “normal” again.
Life had cracked me open. Grief, shock, old memories I’d tried to outrun—all of it lived in my body like a storm that never fully passed. People would say, “You just need to get over it,” and I’d feel even more broken, because I “couldn’t”. My nervous system didn’t know how.
But the horses never asked me to get over anything.
They met me exactly where I was—heart pounding, breath shallow, shoulders tight. As I stood beside them, something different became possible. Their slow, steady breathing invited mine to soften. Their warm presence said, without words, “You’re not alone in this. We can stand here together.”
In the field, I began to learn that healing isn’t a straight line. It’s not about erasing what happened or pretending it doesn’t hurt anymore. It’s about moving “through” the pain, one breath, one truth, one trembling step at a time—until the charge in your body begins to shift and there’s a little more space inside.
That space is where freedom begins.
If your story feels heavy right now, you’re not failing. You’re not “behind.” You’re in the middle—and the middle matters.
Take a breath with me.
Place a hand on your heart, or imagine resting it on the soft muzzle of a horse.You don’t have to get over it.
You’re allowed to move through it, gently, at your own pace… and you don’t have to do that alone.If this resonates, I’d love to hear: what does “freedom” feel like in your body, even in the tiniest way, today?
