Dark Horse
The life and times of a meditative horse trainer.

I'm a second generation born and raised Alaskan. I've very proud of that, my roots are here. While I want to see as much of the world as I can, I want to raise my children here. I'm a dedicated student of the horse, of life and I love to learn. I try to leave no stone unturned in my life. Nothing is good if taken at just face value there is always more, to people, an animal, a thought, a dream. I'm an intensity junky, I live my life with passion as if every action were my very last, and I love the colors that this passion has brought to me. It's my hope to share this small window of myself with my readers. If you surfed in please make yourself at home and stay a while, if your one of my loved one's who are here, I love you for all you have educated me in to make my life this amazing.
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Queen of the Soapbox...

“True nobility isn’t about being better than someone else. It’s about being better than you used to be.”

So here we are the second week of February. I spent my weekend in a contemplative reflective state of mind, fairly non-judgmental at least for me, I taught a couple of lessons and horses always put me exactly where I need to be mentally. I also had an active dreaming weekend, which if you’re me, is never fun. I don’t dream fun things, I dream graphic painful things, and to make matters worse, I can smell, read and often see more than I care to in my dreams. Woe is me I also tend to remember every graphic and vivid detail. My dreams all closely resemble nightmares and I’m just sure that if you were to walk into one of them, you would scream your way out of there in full on B horror flick manner. I often have said that I do the bulk of my spiritual work in my dreams to free up my daytimes to help others through theirs. Perhaps… I do know that the planet of Neptune that rules dreams has been particularly active the last few weeks, painfully so if your me!

One positive thing about my horrendous dream world is that it does put me in a very reflective centered place. I cant’ say why, it just does. My inner voice is stronger, I’m centered in my life experience and I am active instead of reactive to life and its surroundings. Anyways I met someone this weekend that had recently lost her mother, and I noticed something about myself that didn’t used to be there. I’ve become a better listener. And how I became a better listener I’m sure is from a couple of things, one being horses and learning to listen rather than speak because horses can’t talk and two I think is because I understand my inner truths even more than I did before. Plus I’ve learned that you never learn a thing if your always talking!

I’ve discovered that what I believe and what makes me happy I no longer push on others, to some yes I offer (maybe my idea of offer might feel like pushing though!). It no longer feels like it’s my job to convert the masses, and at first I thought perhaps I need to step it up a bit and that maybe I had lost my passion, really it’s quite the contrary. My passion and intensity is fully intact, I’ve finally realized but am still trying to adhere to the thought that everyone is where they need to be rather than just preach it. And people no matter who they are all seek you out for some purpose and likewise you to them. Just as I’ve found that people in the horse world seek me out without my having to hunt for them, all of the sudden there they are. It isn’t that I no longer want to help anyone, it’s just that I’ve learned they have to WANT to be helped, and maybe their current reality while it may be totally insane to me is just what they need at that time.

Those with strong religious beliefs or a new found truth often reach out with sudden voracious intensity to “share” what they have discovered, myself included as you can obviously see from what I write, it’s human, it’s just us as people seeking agreement in order to make ourselves feel MORE human. I have been cornered by countless religious, alternative and healing individuals who have found this ONE THING that made them happy and bless their hearts they try to save me with it too. I listen to all of them and give them all a kind ear, even though some of them get an earful right back in return. It’s a cool thing to watch when someone is one their soapbox though, I can’t possibly imagine what I must be like on mine, maybe a red headed, rosy cheeked, raging young woman, in stiletto heels with a tiara and a wand?! *shudder* A very dear friend of mine told me that the best sales pitch in the world is to revel in your own happiness.

Now isn’t that a lovely pitch? Not saying my rants will go away! NEVER, those of you that read them are here of your own volition, I just thought I’d push my most recent revelation upon you!


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