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the big picture

Helping.  Breathing.

These are the two themes that floated to the surface for me today in the workshop with Mark Rashid.  Helping was a theme for all three days, and one that I needed to hear every day.  He asked us to consider this question:  “How can I help him to do what I am asking, not how can I make him do it?”  Because of our big brain and the big ego that accompanies it, we often default to making, not helping.  Helping requires us to continually move inside toward listening and feeling.   For ego driven humans, that is very hard.  We direct, we make things happen, we push, we demand.  Helping engages different parts of us – the more tender, vulnerable, receptive and willing parts.  Somehow in working with these generous creatures who show us through their bodies exactly what we are doing -both right and wrong – we have to homogenize these parts of ourselves.

How?  Well, Mark dropped some hints like, “An exhale would go a long way here.”  Or, “When the wheels come off, try exhaling.”  During my lesson, he saw that I was not breathing – not in a way that would allow me to open to the horse, or sustain the activity of riding.  So he had me breathe in on a four count and out on a five count in rhythm with the walk.  He had me maintain that rhythm in the trot.  And in his perfect way, Sam, the lovely blue roan quarter horse I was riding, began to breathe himself, his stride opening and lengthening, and then I noticed that I was having fun,  And what is more important than that?

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the dance

At one point in the workshop with Mark Rashid today, he began to show us the dancing magic partnership with his horse.  Forward, back, side, side, forward diagonals, back diagonals – light, soft steps in any direction – articulating each foot like an improvisational tango. I fantasized my beautiful dancers, DeAnna and Ingrid in the arena with Mark and his horse – listening and improvising together – an unimaginably gorgeous quartet.

Today was fodder for about twenty blog posts.  What I am loving about this experience is that it confirms everything I believe about the human-horse connection as a template and groundwork for spiritual practice.

Here are a few highlights:

  • Allow the horse to tell you what is going on – if you can learn to listen to the horse, you will get an education.  If you don’t listen to the horse you will get experience.
  • Ask ,”How can I help you do the things I am asking, not how can I make you do them?”
  • Instead of trying to fix the problem, focus on what you want.

During my ride today, Mark helped me to create the walk that I wanted – engaged, moving forward with softness and ease – from the first step.  The horse that I am riding had inadvertently been taught to walk off reluctantly, with no forwardness.  Most of the change in his walk had to do with creating the desired walk inside of me and then transmitting it to the horse. Not using more and more leg. That is the dance of creating from the inside out, not just mechanically changing the outside.  The same thing works with children.  It works with any creative effort that I have ever been a part of. It works, every time, no exceptions.

inside of me, inside of you

I am in Savannah, GA taking a workshop with cowboy-Aikido master, Mark Rashid.  I have written about him before, and being able to ride with him and experience his work firsthand is a dream come true.

Today I rode a horse named Sam who had, as Mark said, “an industrial strength brace” that showed up in the way he hit the bits by throwing his head.  Sam would hit the bits so hard that he would back himself up – like a wave hitting a sea wall.  He could not soften.  With me on his back, Mark again and again corrected him, backing him up all the way across the big paddock where we were riding.  That sounds harsh and punitive.  It wasn’t.  What was interesting was with all that backing, I could clearly feel when the horse “homogenized”  in other words, stopped feeling like four separate, blocky quadrants and suddenly came together in a smooth flow.

When Mark showed me what he was doing with the reins, by having me be the horse and brace my hands and arms, he softened my resistance with something that felt like to me warm water moving up the reins.  He explained that he was sending intention, and “going underneath,” something that comes from his practice of Aikido. His point is that the fix is not mechanical, but happens by finding the connection between the inside of the rider to the inside of the horse. He says that if you aren’t connected to yourself, there is no way that you can connect to the horse.

Then he had me take the reins and instead of meeting the horse’s resistance with my own resistance, just picture my hands moving toward the horse’s mouth.  Doing that dissolved the brace for both me and the horse, and gave me a sensation that I have never experienced before.  Which for a smart somatic person was pretty exciting and humbling. He also cataloged my own stiffness without hardly looking at me in about five seconds.  Like I said, humbling.

For those of you who have been following the Deo Diaries, you can imagine how excited I am to go home and try all of this with him!

 

eli

We have had a recent influx of feral cats. There is Mamacita, mother of our cats Precious and Obadiah.  There is Oliver, the elusive tom who looks like our cat Bella.  Then there is Eli.

Eli showed up about three months ago.  First, just a black and white shadow, becoming more and more insistent, present, then taking over the outdoor heated shelter I had for Mamacita.  It was time to do something about Eli and Oliver, the toms.  Too much testosterone, too many possibilities for more kittens with whatever other ferals are around.

We borrowed the have-a-heart from the local feed store, and surprise, Eli walked right in, nice as pie.  He had the surgery and his vaccinations and while recuperating was in Pam’s studio.  Turns our that Eli is a sweet, affectionate guy, who has no desire to go outside.  We also think that he is the third kitten from Mamacita’s litter that contained Precious and Obadiah – the missing brother that we saw when he was tiny tiny.  Unfortunately, we already have seven cats, and they are a complicated, feisty and not always friendly gang.

We need a home for Eli.  I suspect that he could get along with one or two other cats, but probably not a dog, since he was terrorized by one of our greyhounds when he was living outdoors.

Please let us know if you can give Eli a home.