To all the slow ones…

I wonder how many people are out there…sitting across their bedroom floor…wondering how they ended up here…

I’m on break from work…

on the way to recovering myself…

learning how to live by focusing on how to live life, rather than getting to where I need to go…

in a horse farm…

one lesson I learned from the horse-riding lesson today is being able to ride vs knowing how to ride

knowing how to ride: riders speeding up

being able to ride: riders slowly ride in constant

I asked my teacher if it isn’t good that I’m riding slowly. I was worried and embarrassed if it meant that I didn’t improve. He replied that it’s harder to be able to ride constantly in rhythm. It’s critical that you know how to slow down. When you just know how to ride, you get caught up in the horse’s speed and end up bouncing up faster to keep up with the horse. In turn, the horse detects your increased motion and it sped up too. It either gets dangerous or you and the horse got tired out too quickly. Being able to ride means using both your weight, your rein, your thighs, your foot, your hip muscles, and a lot of things have to happen simultaneously to control the horse to your speed. That includes slowing down. Riding slowly and constantly is a skill of an experienced rider.

Maybe sitting on the floor, reflecting… taking a break…

… slowing down is a way for me to learn how to control my horse called life…

the floor of the treehouse at the horse farm… I’m so grateful for the privacy and the quietness here…
A smart 11-year-old stallion who is sensitive to slight weight shift and feet tap (its canter almost gave me a heart attack), like to neigh to dominate the passing horses, and its strawberry blonde mane is actually golden but was covered with dirt
Using the same skill set: it’s harder to run slowly but constantly… I managed to hit a new exercise high 12 consecutive runs around the farms. Rose quartz and serenity sky to cheer me on.
Go go Team SVT and Carats! 💎💙💖