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... Galloping
where you know the ground is open and safe, racing with other horses --
ah, there is nothing like it this side of Paradise, or even the other
side,
unless we do get wings.
Monica Dickens When Allah created
the horse, he said to the wind, "I will that a creature proceed from
thee.
Condense thyself." And the wind condensed itself, and the result
was
the horse. Then we began
to ride. My soul smoothed itself out, a long-cramped scroll
freshening
and fluttering in the wind... You and your
horse. His strength and beauty. Your knowledge and patience
and determination. And understanding. And love.
That's what fuses the two of you into this marvelous partnership that
makes you wonderful, what can Heaven offer any better than what you
have here on
earth? Many persons have sighed
for the "good old days" and regretted the
"passing of the horse," but today, when only those who like horses own
them, is a far better time for the horses. ... animals go by the
spirit of their owners... If one has a bond
with animals they want to join in one's life as much as they can, and
they learn to
pick up on one's moods. Tommy knew all mine, I know. I have
laughed with him, rejoiced with him over successes I have had, and I
have
cried into his mane over some unhappiness that only he would
understand.
There are so many things we can tell our animals that we cannot confide
to human beings for fear of being sneered at or simply not believed. "When did they
last do any work?" I asked. A horse turned
out in a field is very different from a horse that is being led or
ridden.
Take him out on a cold day -- there's hardly time to slip off the
halter
or unsnap the rope before he's off. He gallops, stops, spins
round,
stares, arches his neck to shake his head and gallop off again.
How
beautifully supple and balanced he is! He can gallop from a
standstill, stop dead, flick round a tight turn, slip, recover
gracefully, swerve,
change legs three times in three strides, this horse who has never
managed
a flying change with you. He charges down from the top corner and
stops with four feet together, head high, snorting, tail up like a
stallion. One eye is on the gate to make sure he is admired, and
he snorts into the wind like a dragon, then trots out, sailing, this
horse you can't pursued into more than an apology for an extended trot.
All horses sometimes
like to put on an act. They sham lame at the start of a
ride. They snort in terror at a white stone going away from home,
but hardly give it a glance on the way back. They clench their
teeth and refuse to take the bit. They swing their head up high
if you are a short person with a bridle, but if you are tall with long
arms, they don't bother. They won't let you pick up a foot.
If you have a back foot in your lap to clean it, they rest their weight
on you as if they couldn't stand a moment longer on three legs. If a car passes
me when I'm on a horse, I always think: "If I were in that car
and
saw me, I would wish I was me. Wistful children's faces, staring
out
of the back window, agree." Other horses
may prick their ears at our approach, but not, perhaps, in quite the
same
way as those were pricked; other horses may lift their heads in a
whinny,
and yet with a different lift; another horse may have a small white
patch
in the center of its head, and yet not of that essentially individual
pattern
that we loved so well; other horses may nuzzle up to us, and yet not
with
the same, well remembered caprice or affection. That head,
whether
or not we possess its recorded image in our most treasured album of
photographs,
will be a picture whose endearing characteristics will stay with us,
not
merely while the joy of the saddle is ours, but as long as we have
memory
of green fields and hedges, and the music which comes from the clump of
horses' hoofs. Be not elated
at any excellence that is not your own. If the horse, in his
elation
were to say, "I am beautiful," it could be endured; but when you say in
your
elation, "I have a beautiful horse," rest assured that you are elated
at
something good that belongs to a horse. A good horse
should be seldom spurred. The Horse's Prayer -- Mares, she said,
had not been altered, in them the blood flowed freely, their life
cycles
had not been tampered with, their natures were completely their
own. The mares usually had more energy than the geldings, could
be as temperamental as the stallion and was, in fact, its superior. Spur not an
unbroken horse. Love animals. God
has given them the rudiments of thought and joy
untroubled. Do not trouble their joy, do not harass them, do not
deprive them of their
happiness, do not work against God's intention. Men ar generally
more careful of the breeding of their horses and dogs than of their
children. My beautiful! my
beautiful! One of the earliest
religious disappointmentsin a young girl's life devolves upon her
unanswered
prayer for a horse. What does it
take to train a horse? More time than the horse has. Most persons do not ride;
they are conveyed. Riding is a
partnership. The horse lends you his strength, speed and grace,
which
are greater than yours. For your part, you give him your
guidance, intelligence, and understanding, which are greater than
his. Together you can achieve a richness that alone neither can. I got a horse
for my cowboy....best trade I ever made!!" Half the failures
in life arise from pulling in one's horse as he is leaping. The horse you
get off is not the same as the horse you got on; it is your job as a
rider to ensure that as often as possible the change is for the better.
Whatever your
purpose in riding, be sure that it includes the elements of fun and
appreciation
of your horse. Then you will be well on your way to becoming a
true
horseman. If a rider's heart is in
the right place, his seat will be independent
of his hands. You cannot train
a horse with shouts and expect it to obey a whisper. When your horse
has reached his potential, leave it. It's such a nice feeling
when
you and your horses are still friends. The rider, being
the senior partner, has to make all efforts to learn the language of
the
horse, and to speak to him by means of that dialect. Be considerate of your
horse. He is not a machine -- and even
machines run better with good driving. Bounce Once
If You Believe In Diagonals. Fear almost always arises
-- in horses as well as in people -- from
concern about what might happen, and much more rarely from what IS
happening. To be loved
by a horse, or by any animal, should fill us with awe -- for we have
not
deserved it. There are times
when you can trust a horse, times when you can't, and times when you
have
to. Here lies the
body of my good horse, The General. For years he bore me around
the
circuit of my practice and all that time he never made a blunder.
Would
that his master could say the same. The wind of
heaven is that which blows between a horse's ears. I saw a child
who couldn't walk, sit on a horse and laugh and talk... I saw a child
who
could only crawl, mount a horse and sit up tall..... I saw a child born
into strife, take up and hold the reins of life... And that same child
was
heard to say, thank you God for showing me the way. Show me your
horse and I will tell you who you are. Don't be the
rider who gallops all night and never sees the horse that is beneath
him A canter is
the cure for every evil. No hour of life
is wasted that is spent in the saddle. . . . Some people,
who as soon as they have got upon a young horse. . . fancy that by
beating
and spurring they will make his a dress'd [trained] horse in one
morning
only. I would fain ask such stupid people, whether, by beating a boy,
they
could teach him to read, without first showing him his alphabet. A good horse
and rider are only so in mutual trust. A good trainer
can hear her horse speak, but a great trainer can hear her horse
whisper. The rhythm of
the ride carried them on and on, and she knew that the horse was as
eager as she, as much in love with the speed and air and freedom.
There are many
wonderful places in the world, but one of my favorite places is on the
back
of my horse. A horse gallops
with his lungs, perseveres with his heart, and wins with his character.
For one to fly
you need only take the reins. The horse. Here
is nobility without conceit; friendship without envy; beauty without
vanity.
A willing servant, yet no slave. A horse is worth
more than riches. Certain comic
effects can be achieved by a brand-new rider, especially a man who
dresses
like a fashion model and rides like a tailor. If your horse
says no, you either asked the wrong question, or asked the question
wrong. The is no secret
so close as that between a rider and his horse. A horse is such
a thing of beauty... None will tire of looking at him as long as he
displays
himself in his splendor. Anything forced
and misunderstood can never be beautiful. Riding: The
art of keeping a horse between you and the ground. You can tell
a gelding, you can ask a mare, but you must discuss it with a
stallion. Judge about
a stallion during a grading session: "This horse would make a mighty
fine
gelding." A pony is a
childhood dream, A horse is an adulthood treasure. Four things greater than
all things are Women and horses and power and
War Somewhere...Somewhere in
time's Own Space Courage, wisdom
born of insight and humility, empathy born of compassion and love, all
can
be bequeathed by a horse to his A good rider
on a good horse is as much above himself and others as the world can
make
him. The old mare
watched the tractor work If riding were
only blue ribbons and bright lights, I would have quit long ago. Speak kindly
to your little horse, and soothe him when he wheezes. Or he may turn
his
back on you, and kick you where he pleases! He
who loves
me must love my horse. DRESSAGE, n.:
the passionate pursuit of perfection by the obsessively imperfect To judge a horse
by it's rider, is to judge a book by it's cover. Think of riding
as a science, but love it as an art. Life's Too Short
-- Ride Your Best Horse First! Horses, Horses,
Horses
I
would rather
sit at home and play in the manure than go into the show ring and deal
with
the bullshit!
There are more horse's asses in the world
than there are horses.
Everyone
needs
something to believe in...
I believe I'll go ride my horse. Anonymous |
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