What is it about horses that teaches us so much about ourselves. Horses, I think highlight our weakness, highlight our fears, highlight our emotionality.
Today I had enough time to saddle both the kids up and ride in the rounds pen. Just on the halter, nothing fancy as I have not ridden either of them since really last year... Yes...
So we get in the round pen and I get on my colt and he is feeling a little life and prances around.. and I think to myself, I am not ready for this... Crazy I know, because I know I can ride him, but since I was feeling a little sick, and not 100% I was unsure of myself, questioning myself... They are the flashlights into the dark little corners of our souls....
Of course everything was fine, but its funny to think on.
Secondly it is interesting how different Marshall is from Emma... Marshall being my baby boy can respond from my leg cues, but Emma is still wondering what the heck is going on...
When I ask Emma for a back up, I can feel her think about each move, while Marhsall is already there once I reach for the lead rope, and he has the softest feel....
It is hard for me because I have to remember to recalibrate after handling one or the other, because I can expect to much from Emma, or over handle Marshall if I dont...
Crazy kids...
It was a lovely day at the stables, Sunny, and the round pens are finally drying out, a little. :)
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