I think it's because most of my life I'm multi tasking. If I don't have to be doing multiple things, I can stop from thinking on multiple tracks.
But that disappears when I'm in horse time. I am present, only present. Everything outside the circle recedes, sounds get muted, my thoughts streamline.
It's a ridiculous luxury in this world, an extravagance of time and place and spirit. For hours afterwards the joy of the indulgence lingers and I count the time until it'll be horse time again.
I'm beginning, slowly, to bring the lessons of horse time into my time. But I still have these things to learn:
- Ease back on the self imposed pressure. Take it easy on yourself.
- Be here, now. With kids, with my loving husband, with my work. Stop thinking ahead at the cost of this moment. And stop rehashing the past.
- Let go. The lesson is in the release.
- Respect is earned everyday and easily lost.
For the next few weeks I'm going to try to take each one of these lessons one at a time and find a way to bring horse time into my life.
Wish me luck.
Canyon, contemplating the empty hay rack in a very zen sort of way. With that hay belly, all you should do is contemplate, little buddha...