The smell of loose damp earth, horses and sweat. The mid morning sun shining through the windows, illuminating beams of golden dust. Birds call to each other in the rafters. My horse, my companion, my sister, dances around me her eyes wide with excitement. In these memories every thing seems to move slowly and glows with a warm light. And as this amazing impossible creature flows around me I feel that in moments like this God must be giving me a small glimpse of heaven.