...any of those others
that smother with their rich expectations
and leave a woman lonely for herself.
Yes, for herself, if she can remember,
then come back to what's real
and what really delights her.
I had a poem published in 2004 titled, Unraveling Woman. It's a long poem, in sections, but that is a portion of section 2. My husband and I have been reorganizing our entire house for a remodel project we're currently in the middle of, and also moving a lot of our office furniture here, which called for a major spring cleaning. We came across the journal it was published in, and I reread that now fifteen year old poem and realized...dear lord
how right I was back then!
As I was playing with the horses today, I finally came up with my goals for 2019. I was struggling with them before--I've done the 100 days, then the 150 days, and last year, the 183 days of training. But the word, "training", just wasn't doing it for me anymore. It's not where I'm at in my journey with horses. Personally, that's not what I think it's about. It's much, much more about learning one another--horse and human--our boundaries, our shared joy, fears, adventures--it's a partnership.
And, it's a delight.
So, in 2019, my goal is to seek those moments of delightment with my horses.
One definition of delightment--in the urban dictionary--is "pure pleasure." And, that ladies and gentleman, is what I'm after.
Here is what delighted me today:
Tumbleweed walked over the bridge for me, at liberty, and I was able to hurriedly grab my phone and capture the moment!
I must tell you, he invited ME to the bridge, rather than vice versa. He made it clear he wanted to do an obstacle with me, we walked over together, I walked over it, he thought for a moment, then up and over.
Yes, I was delighted. It was a moment of pure pleasure.
Then, there was this, as he danced around me.
and, these moments, where he chose to explore other obstacles...
and lick everything. (Foxy's like, is that food?!? You're acting like it's food!)
Tumbleweed also went through these huge puddles with me, something he would not do a few months ago. One of them, the widest, was boggy and soggy, but he did it.
He is officially a "yearling" now, and all grown out of his baby halter Shirley made for me. I ordered two new ones from Knotty Girlz.
I also had play time with Cowboy and Leah.
A bareback ride with Cowboy, and puddle and obstacle work with Leah. Both delighted me to no end. The trust, willingness, and desire to spend time together.
This is what it's all about.