…in every moment.”
Those are not my words but those of Boyd Varty in South Africa. I admire Boyd and I get it too. He is lucky because he gets to be useful in some way to one of humanity’s greatest challenges, to wake up and remember that we are all connected. All of life is connected. We hear it over and over practically everywhere and in science now too. It is a known fact. There is no separation, there is no way to be outside of the sacred, even in the desecrated places. It is also true, especially for me that some of the world’s greatest thinkers and doers for the betterment of humanity, love animals. Not in an unnatural, misaligned and unstable extreme “left brain” way but in a responsible and grateful and compassionate way.
This past week-end with the help of a Cheyenne Elder we learned or you could also say “remembered” that not only are we connected in circle of life, we are also the very center from which all of our experience emanates. We are co-creators in a magnificent self regulating universe of potential. By using both sides of our brain we meet others in a new and more natural way. By being around horses we open ourselves to a different and rare opportunity to see our selves as we are seen by all of nature, in a holistic and circular way, what goes around comes around, what you sew, you reap. We get a chance to interact and walk in rhythm with it.
When I would talk to people that do not know about horses, nor do they care about their circumstances in our corporate culture, nor even their contribution to the development of most cultures around the world, I would find myself tensing up and getting ready to defend their right to be and live with us, as though it was my self appointed job. I think that reaction came from a particularly violent childhood that I could do nothing about, so in my childish thinking “defending” became a way of life.
Indifference from others about horses or the environment or culture unnerved me and scared me and put me in some kind of hyper vigilant state of no relief, thinking at any moment I too could be disposed of, shipped away, abandoned and given up on and generally an unnecessary space taker…which continuously played out for me in real life. It is only now, in these past weeks and days and even hours that I realize that all of that drama and self inflicted suffering is just that….self inflicted. But I think a lot of us are like this as we try to grow and wake up and be present and share and be a part of an interconnected world spun with love.
It is a good day when the story drops and you give yourself permission to just be who you are. Just one in the crowd with no message other than I want to be a good human being and I want to be useful in moving us forward, even if I don’t know the way, I know that not all that wander are lost. It is enough to get to be here in each moment.
This is another huge gift the horses have given me, one that cannot be bought or bartered for, one that is earned by falling off and getting back up to get back up again and again and again allowing humility to finally have it’s place as the adornment it was meant to be for us.
Another chapter has begun at Blue Star and it is a very very exciting one for me, my friends, colleagues and community and most especially our beloved equine friends as we practice “animated empathic action..” Thank you Boyd Varty for another wonderful way to talk about what is most natural and available to us at all times….”Grace!”
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