The Theta Brain Wave And Riding Horses
When I was a young girl I lived on a ranch with sheep, cattle, pets and especially my best friends, our horses. As an eight-year-old little girl, I was warned of the dangers while I was also taught to care for these beautiful creatures.
I was told to watch certain things and approach a horse with the utmost caution. Watch out for the teeth and feet. Walking around the hind end of a horse and irritating it with a saddle can prove dangerous. In addition, who can forget, always be sure to cinch the saddle tight once you place it on the creature.
There also was another list of rules. This was the list of what I needed to know not to do. You can ride, dad would say, but dont ride too far, too fast, dont run the horse, dont let him have his head, dont let him eat grass while you are riding him, dont let him drink water when he is hot, and dont fall off because youll hurt yourself.
It could get depressing when it finally came time to ride a horse after hearing all those rules I was supposed to follow. I would start out with a great deal of enthusiasm, but I would get scarred about the rules like not giving the horse too much to drink or letting it step into a gopher hole or anything else that could injure it. This was a lot of stress to put on an 8 year old girl.
It seemed as though Miss Tiny, my special horse, would listen in on our conversation. When dad got to the part of being afraid of and what not to do, she would turn her head away and neigh. Once through with the talk and I mounted her and got settled in, she would turn back with a glance seeming to tell me all is alright and lets have a good ride.
Within moments of beginning my ride, something absolutely amazing would happen ” a calming sense of peace and rightness would come over me. There was a solid relationship between Miss Tiny and myself that would supersede the fear and anxiety. She was truly my best relationship of my entire childhood.
Now as an adult, I compare the beta mind to that fearful dont do it wrong world my dad helped create before my rides. Living in The One Command though, I compare to the fearless, relaxed pleasure of my time with Miss Tiny.
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