So....I've been doing a lot of research on this since several events sparked me to do so. One, when I was younger I think perhaps 12-13 my family and I went down to the beach, and there were wild horses (Outer Banks area). They weren't afraid of us and it was just one of those moments where you feel like you are super connected with everything around you, and to remember this feeling to crisply from years ago seems significant.
Second, again while in the Outer Banks, I was at jockey's ridge this past summer with friends and they were on top and I was at the bottom near some bushes. Kent started pointing and waving behind me frantically an