After my post, "My Mama Don't Want Your Advice," this photo popped up on Facebook. I liked it.
I also enjoyed reading the wisdom you all shared in the follow-up post, "Now That I've Scared Everyone off..."
I suppose this is all front-and-center in my mind because Tumbleweed and I are moving from a private relationship, working at home together, to a public relationship, riding the trails and integrating into the wider community of horse people. I don't want to be unteachable, yet I do want to carve out a private space to work through things in our own time, and our own way. It's a fine line.
I'm getting ready to go back to the equestrian area today, and I'm envisioning what it will look like. The plan is to work on getting our bodies and communication in sync. So far, Tumbleweed seems to prefer work done in the saddle. It could be that the training he received as a 2 year old, then 3 year old, last spring, have conditioned him to thinking riding out his reward. My trainer said he really excelled in that area.
I remember some more advice from my former farrier. Sadly, he retired. I really miss him. He told me that when you start a horse you should spend a little time in the arena, but get onto the trails as soon as you can, and ride them out a lot. That seems to be the progression Tumbleweed wants, too.
So, at this point, I just want to make sure I'm strong enough in the saddle to sit a spin, or a spook, or whatever we might encounter.
Off we go--into the great big world.