When a horse comes into the world, he takes it on with confidence and curiosity. He doesn’t scream and cry, he simply stands up on his wobbly legs and goes in search of nourishment. We could learn a thing or two from horses!
A horse is born with a keen sense of self-preservation. When faced with an awkward or scary situation, simply turn your tail and run like the wind! No need to stay and figure it out, no need to stand and suffer through it, just leave it behind. And once out of range, forget about it completely.
When you’re a horse, you always know your place in “society”. If you’re low in the pecking order, you get to feel secure and cared for without a worry. If you’re high, you get to tap into your maternal instincts and care for those in your herd. You also get the added bonus of deciding what everyone does and no one will ever talk back to you about it!
If you’re a “Type A” alpha mare and another mare makes you angry or gets in your space, you need only to pin your ears or show her your rear end and the offending character will usually turn tail and scoot! And if she doesn’t do it and do it fast enough, you get to kick her and no one else will think she didn’t deserve it or see you as the “mean girl”! In fact, you’ll be MORE respected for it!
Horses never lie. They swish their tails to express annoyance, flinch to express pain, and softly nicker and nuzzle to express love. They never take for granted their family and friendships…after all, they can’t scratch their own withers, they need help for that!
And they live in the moment. They don’t worry about all the things they have to get done around the pasture this weekend before work starts back up on Monday morning (oh, the poo corner is getting deep again, need to pick a new one!). They don’t stress over meetings or things that were said or done to them yesterday. They simply learn from it and move on.
Horses are patient. They let us ride on their backs even though it goes against every instinct they were given as a prey animal. They allow us to put a metal bar in their mouth and tote us around the ring while we learn how to move with them.
Even the most skilled of hands has bumped a horse in the mouth before, and yet they still allow us to ride them. They forgive.
They put up with being accidentally bumped in the mouth by greenies over jumps, poked with metal spurs in their sides, girthed up too tightly and/or too quickly, slammed in the back by that newbie just learning to canter, hair being ripped out by the root to “pull” their manes, and everything else their human counterparts do them, intentionally or not.
And still, they provide for us an unconditional love and sense of peace.
So here’s to all the horses in our lives, who day after day, ride after ride, come running to the fence to see us, soft nicker floating on the breeze that is their welcome call. They can certainly teach us a thing or two about how to live our lives, if only we will listen.