This sounds so stupid.
Do I really need to define it?
Yes . . . I need to know . . . Why do I want to RIDE?
Because resistance requires it.
Resistance makes me lazy. Unseats my resolve. And unless I know just why I must get out and go riding, I might not go at all . . .
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What motivates me to leave my cushy cabin, cruise out the door wearing boots, bearing treats . . . to actually ride/drive/longe or otherwise DO something with my horse(s)?
When I was younger, all I wanted to do was to ride! In fact, you couldn’t stop me if you’d tried. (see post: Ride for Little Dawn)
But Life, age, work, motherhood, responsibilities — even habit — gnaws away at the motivation.
I have the horses, the saddles, the carriages, the harness, the necessary gear. I even have the time these days . . .
And riding season at our mountain elevation has just now become possible.
So I set out this afternoon, this First-Day-of-Spring after our LONG wet and snowy, Finally-Breaking-the-California-Drought Winter, and made a list for myself of all the reasons to RIDE!
Because if my motivation isn’t strong enough, clear enough, I could miss out . . .
I could sit here at home rather than interact with my amazing life-long herd of homebred horses.
And frankly, time is running out. Or rather onward. Forward.
Starboy is 26 already. How long will he be willing to carry me? Fae, Aria, Laddie, perfect in their training. Perfect in soundness, readiness, willingness.
Don’t waste this, Dawn! Go out there and hit the trails, and live my horse life to the fullest!
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Why is Horsing important to me?
- My horses depend upon me for their food, board, water, EXERCISE, training and care.
- They have done all that I’ve asked of them. They await now, fully trained, fully able, for me to allow their physical freedom and expression.
- Without me taking them OUT, their potential lies dormant, unfulfilled, WASTED. Yes, they live in a large, spacious pasture setting. Yet they will not cut loose, cannot cut loose, to freely gallop and breathe the wind, without me taking them into the woods and allowing them this freedom!
- Like my daughter’s harp, like her piano, here in my living room — without her to play, the instruments sit fallow. No magic. No music. But with the horse — Starboy, Laddie, Aria, Fae — it’s not just an instrument made of steel and wood, but a living, breathing being, filled with Majesty! With God. With Life itself! Made to run like the wind! Domesticated, and bred, and raised by me — for partnership with me!
- By not fulfilling my end of the partnership, I dishonor my horse’s very life! Their reason and purpose of being.
- I bred these horses, sacrificed greatly for them; I traveled and flew to Hawaii and worked on countless other hooves and horses in order to pay for them. This riding, driving, LOVE of these horses is the very reason for all the work I’ve done — not to sit at home, but for to RIDE! DRIVE! And to share these magnificent horses with others!
- These horses are the reason I’ve cleansed and fasted and figured out my diet and taken supplements and lost weight and regained my health.
- These horses are my reason to LIVE! And if I don’t utilize my time with them, I’m being duped by a false illusion that my couch is my life — not true!
- I get to schedule my horse days and fulfill them in order to honor both my horses, and Little Dawn!
- Little Dawn lived for horses. I promised her I’d give her time to ride later, after college, after the kids were grown, after Hawaii, after hoof work and blog work and journaling . . .
- Now I have the time. Now I must honor both girl, and horse, and make the commitment to my horse-girl connection and not let BS stop me, or laziness, or time robbers . . .
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So here I go . . .
- I want to RIDE to feel good.
- I want to RIDE to honor Starboy, Laddie, Aria, Fae. (As well as Mentor, Fanta, Rebel, Stargirl, and all my horses before and since . . . )
- I want to RIDE to honor Dawn, Little and Middle, and some day Old . . . to stay Young, Fresh, Alive, and Vital!
- I want to RIDE for Life!
- I want to RIDE for Goodness!
- I want to RIDE for those who cannot; who wish they could; who never will.
- I want to RIDE for those who USED to ride; who’ve since retired; gone lame; passed on . . .
- I want to RIDE for Today; for Tomorrow.
- For This Year; for Next Year . . . For Eternity.
- I want to RIDE for Meditation.
- I want to RIDE for Beauty.
- I want to RIDE for Spirit. Soul. Majesty.
- I want to RIDE for Joy. Exuberance. Fun!
- I want to do my duty and RIDE!!!
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I want to RIDE:
With a SMILE on my face.
With ZIP in my step.
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Remember the Long Horizon, Dawn.
Ride, LIVE, for the Long Horizon . . . and you’ll get HERE!!
Right where you are, today.
Home with my horses, all fed, warm.
Winter’s frozen snows melted. Spring’s bright sky.
Shedding fur coats, budding catkins.
Rising sap into yet unformed leaves, the canopy of Summer to come.
The promise of fullness in trail rides, gallops, adventures . . .
The satisfaction of a horse life, fulfilled.
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