I brought hay to the horses this morning
while the doors of their stalls were still closed and threw it over the top of
the Dutch door. Then, I dropped a flake out in the corral and opened their
doors. Immediately, Siete, who is nicknamed the Inspector, had to come out and
try the hay in the corral to see if it was tastier and better than what I had
given her. This is such a strong element of my little horse’s personality. She
always has to be certain that no one else is getting any special treatment that
she might want for herself. Her mother, Silk, is far more generous and trusts
that I will always give her a share of the best that I’ve got and be fair. I
believe that her faith in me comes from all the times that I have been her
advocate and stood up for what my horse needed most to feel well-cared for and
safe.
I’m part of a group on Facebook that
discusses the down home but eloquent philosophy of horseman Tom Dorrance. Recently,
someone posted this quote by Tom: “"I
wish I could describe the picture to you of what I see in a horse as I look at
him and watch him and try to see him as he is, A Horse. I try not to think of
him as anything other than a horse. In watching horses, I try to let them tell
me what is going on within themselves. There are so many things to try and
bring out, it's hard to get it separated and get it in order, so that people
understand. When I say I want the person to think of the horse as A Horse, some
people might think that isn't much, but I'm trying to bring out that the horse
is really, really something special in his own uniqueness. I'm trying to stress
the importance of the horse, of really seeing that horse as a horse, of seeing
what he is and his potential."
I think that every interaction with my
horses, from feeding to riding to medically treating them if they are sick, is
an opportunity to strengthen my understanding and my bond with them. While I
don’t expect them to be anything but horses, I have had opportunities to learn
so much from both Silk and Siete. Through being an advocate for them, I have
learned how important it is to support and defend not only my animals, but the
people in my life who might not really be heard even if they are able to speak
up for themselves.
Recently, when I visited my 99- year old
mother in the nursing home, she was wearing these elastic socks that were too tight
for her. The nurse insisted that they were necessary because her ankles were
swollen. I pointed out that they needed to be a larger size and took them off
my mom’s feet. Next visit, they had fitted her with a bigger pair of these socks,
but she told me that she really hated wearing them. I spoke to the head nurse
and contended that at the age of 99, I really didn’t see any good reason to
force my mother to wear something that she hated. The nurse seemed surprised
that I was questioning her authority and her decision, but admitted that there
wasn’t any serious medical necessity for the uncomfortable socks. My mom was so
grateful when I pulled them off once again and forever, and she could freely wiggle
her toes.
There’s always a moment of fear that grips
me as I step up to advocate, but I’ve never regretted doing it. Challenging a
doctor or one of my daughter’s teachers is not something that comes easily for
me. Yet, I know that’s the foundation for building a bond of trust between you
and someone – two or four legged – that you love. People who know me probably get tired of
hearing me say that I’ve learned some of my most important life lessons from my
horses, but this is definitely one of them. Again, I think about one of my
favorite things that Tom Dorrance said: “The
rider needs to recognize the horse's need for self-preservation in Mind, Body
and the third factor, Spirit… He needs to realize how a person's approach can
assure the horse that he can have self-preservation and still respond to what
the person is asking him to do… I didn't use to elaborate on the third factor,
Spirit: I only just mentioned it. But I've begun to wonder about it in the last
few years. Maybe if people got to realizing the importance of that part of the
horse, they could be more understanding from right in the horse's innards.
Then, they could try to figure out the mental and physical parts…I've felt this
in horses all my life, but I don't think I realized how important it was to try
to calm that inward part down. I was always working on the surface, both
mentally and physically - not getting down to the inside of the horse. No one
is going to get this without coming right out of the inside of themselves. The
rest of it has to come from inside the horse.
Mind, Body and Spirit is what we are talking about here.”
Wise words from an old cowboy who really
listened to the horses. So much of what everyone needs is the self-preservation
of Mind, Body and Spirit. If my loved
ones feel for some reason they are lacking this, I am not about to stand by and
not try to remedy the situation. And I promise also to try not to see them as
anything other than who they are -- each “really, really special in his/her own
uniqueness”.
4 comments:
An excellent post Victoria. I'm with you on this.
It seems that today more and more people and animals need advocates. There is no way I can close my eyes.
Thanks, Lori. I am saddened by the number of times I hear friends of mine say that they don't have the nerve to stand up for their kids or their aging parents when something has gone wrong at school or the doctor's office or wherever. We've got to watch out for each other more than we used to.
Tom Dorrance was a very wise man and horseman. We all need to look at the horse from the inside as well as the outside to see what they are trying to tell us.
I agree with Lori that we need to advocate for the animals and people in our lives who need it. Great post!
What a beautiful post, and so much truth. My father died of cancer, three months from diagnosis to his demise, and I can relate to that initial struggle "to speak, or not to speak." But I quickly came to believe that healing is as much an art as a science, and our own instincts are worthy. There is a God-given authority at work in our "inner knowing." As a result of my father's death, I will never be a "bystander" again. I'd love to share my blog with you, too. www.christiancowgirlpoetry.com. Peace & blessings!
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