The opposite of love is not hate, according to Carl Jung, but the will to power. This concept reasserts itself on an annual basis, likely because it has to do with being assertive as opposed to aggressive. This post was in reaction to an earlier post about a power struggle with Maverick back in 2007; in …
A Cheeky Excerpt from From MBF
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Hey, I Forgot Something…
Here's post from 2012. Once, I arrived back on a Tuesday morning at stupid o'clock, took a nap, and went up for my lesson. Once we were mounted, one of my pals said, 'Didn't you just get back today?' and I was like SHHHHHHH — I was sure my instructor would tell me to go …
Getting Better: What Is, Or Who Are?
We've had three Wednesday lessons so far this year and they have been blisteringly excellent. At the end of every lesson we've been like, 'That was good' and then tried to dissect exactly why it was: 1] So much work done! Warming up in open order has gotten productive (not just mooching around behind another horse …
My Half Chaps: Worn Out in All the Right Places
I only noticed what a wreck these half chaps were the other day. I mean, I knew they were getting some wear and tear, but they are actually in utter bits. I am very proud. Not only because I'm not going off and spending money where I needn't — sure, these'll go another three or …
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The Will to Power < 2012 Style
I've written about this before, but things have changed. I wrote this, specifically, five-ish years ago: Where does it cross the line, though, into irreparability? Is there room for compromise, for example? 'It' = getting the horse doing what he's meant to do. Is there room for compromise? How do I adjust, allowing for the …
Surprise! In Which I ask For William and Get Him
Something unexpected happened on Saturday. On Saturday, I was still feeling a little 'boo hoo hoo' because my weekend away in the South of France was now in the past; a little sleepy — this 'living closer to the yard' thing is great, honestly, but I see now that I really used the second bus …
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The Wisdom to Know the Difference
Reb wasn't tacked when I went into the barn. Funnily enough, he'd damaged his ligament sometime last year, and here I was again, limping — was he himself limping again? Apparently not... and I tacked him up with no worries, led him to the indoor, mounted, lead the ride down to the outdoor, not a …
The Queen of RICE*
In response to having injured my lower left leg in mid-2010, in the winter of 2010/11 I pulled the medial ligament in my right knee, which is kind of on the inside and around the back. After that healed, I then pulled a tendon or something in my left knee area. I simply switched my …
Hey, I Forgot Something.
I forgot to be nervous on my first day back in the saddle. Okay, granted, I was still literally 'high' from jet lag {and perhaps figuratively, too: I do believe that I leave part of myself up there, negotiating time zones, until I re-enter my body}. I had a new plan coming back from the …
MANY BRAVE FOOLS 