Over the years I'm sure I've exasperated my poor parents into letting me own a horse. I was 6 years old when it all started. I'm 22 now. Poor parents. I have bugged them perpetually for 16 years now!
9yrs old
Well I still don't own a horse. Bummer I know. But I had a great experience last semester that came close to my goal.
I had to beg the teacher to allow me into his Advanced Animal Behavior class. I'm not an Animal Science major, I hadn't taken the pre-reqs, and he only accepts 10-12 students a semester. He didn't even know if I could ride. But somehow he let me in. And I will always be SO grateful!
Although its an Animal Behavior class, really it was a horsemanship class. We learn to work with horses. But it gets cooler than that! We learn equine psychology and natural horsemanship: learning to think like a horse and how to develop a relationship of trust. Oh man, after all my years of riding and training no one had ever taught me anything like that.
My semester project: Milo.
Each student was assigned to a horse- a difficult horse- to work with the whole semester. I got Milo. We spent at least 10-12 hours a week outside of class together. It took a lot of time, energy, creative problem solving, and hard work. Sometimes with little success. But by the end of the semester I realized Milo and I had come a LONG way. My goal was to build his confidence, and it wasn't until the end of the semester that I realize he had built mine too..
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I wish I could explain in one post everything I learned this semester. Believe it or not, there are some POWERFUL doctrine and principles that I observed and learned through this experience. But I can't. It would take way to long, and my words probably wouldn't do it justice.
One thing I did learn, was the power horses have to heal. There is something truly incredible that takes place when we realize our duty to God's creations around us. Adam was given dominion over all the living creatures. Today we have that same responsibility to care for those beings, and to allow them the same agency that we have been so blessed with. My experience with Milo taught me to be more Christlike. I tried to develop the same relationship with Milo that Christ would have had with him. And in turn, I think it was a tender mercy for Milo to help me in my own healing process.
Hopefully my next post about Goal #32 is that I will finally own one of my own! I guess we'll just have to wait and see. Maybe I should just marry a cowboy.
5 comments:
That's one of my goals too.
I love the pictures Car, they are beautiful. It's probably your face...
So...we need to get together please?
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You would be a great cowboy's wife, someday. Just make sure you get a great cowboy! (But not for a couple of years.) Leave it to my sweet Carlee to find lessons in Christlike love through a horse named Milo. Love you, girl!
I am really going to miss your blog when you are on your mission. You are so inspirational. Will you write me. I love you
Sorry about all these years without a horse. I am so glad you had Milo to spend this last year with. Maybe when you get home from your mission, we can talk about getting you your own little horse.
Congratulations on your mission call. I am going to miss you, but I am so excited for you. You are going to be a great missionary.
It is great to have you home. I love when you are around to keep things hopping around our home. It is never quite the same when you aren't here.
Keep hanging in there.
Love you lots,
Mom
MADLY
Carlee. I miss you already. That's all. :)
~Laurene
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